Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 323

Chapter 323 Do You Have Proof Gemma scoffed. “I dare you to call Samuel and repeat that to him.”Yareli exclaimed furiously, “That's not the point now! The point is that this woman stole Samuel'scard and is planning to use it to buy herself a car.” Gemma turned to look at Gizem. Gizem stoleSamuel's card? How is that possible? “You've been blabbering about me stealing his card. Do youeven have any proof to support your accusation?” Gizem questioned. Yareli pursed her lips.

“That card over there is the proof!” “I demand you to apologize to me if this card is proven not to beSamuel's,” Gizem stated, her gaze cold. Yareli's eyes were burning with contempt as she retorted,"Pfft. There has to be a problem. How could a regular doctor like you, who barely makes that muchin a year, afford to buy a fancy car whenever you wanted?” Yareli was aware that Gizem had movedinto Florinia Manor. She, however, had never stepped foot into that place even after five years. Yet,Gizem managed to move in as soon as she appeared. Yareli was sure of one thing, and it was thatGizem was a woman with many tricks up her sleeves. Gizem was clearly average looking. Thus, evenafter wrecking her brain, Yareli could not come up with an appropriate reason why Samuel hadallowed Gizem to move into the manor. With an icy expression, Gizem said to the shop assistant,“Please check the account name of this card and inform this lady over here.” Yes, Miss,” the shopassistant replied before carrying out the request right away. Yareli felt slightly uneasy.

However, she had her own deductions. If this card does not belong to Samuel, it must belong toother men. As long as she could prove that Gizem had monetary exchanges with other men, shecould then replace a way to kick Gizem out of Florinia Manor. After a while, the shop assistant wasback. “This card belongs to Ms. Gizem," he said, his eyes shining with admiration. “Heard that?"Gizem inquired as she gave Yareli a glare. “This is impossible!” Yareli shrieked. “She's a mere doctor!How is it possible that she owns a black card?” The shop assistant gave Yareli a dirty glare. “Youseem to be unaware that she is not only a doctor but also a car designer. She personally designedthis model.” Everyone was shocked. Gemma, too, was stunned. Gizem's the designer of the car.That's why she chose to come here and chose this particular car. “I've just received a call from theheadquarters, Ms. Gizem. You can drive this car away free of charge,” the shop assistant informed ashe handed Gizem the keys. Gizem took the keys and stared at Yareli impassively. At that moment,Yareli’'s mouth was agape due to the shock she was experiencing.

“I strongly suggest you read more to broaden your knowledge. Talking to people like you makes mefeel like I'm squandering my intelligence,” Gizem snidely said. “You!” Yareli squeaked; her lips weretwitching from the fury. Gizem, however, ignored her and jumped inside the car as she said toGemma, “Get in. I'll take you for a drive.” “Sure thing,” Gemma squealed in delight as she climbedinto the car. Gizem then drove the car away. Yareli gritted her teeth. She peered at the car that wasslowly vanishing from her line of sight, a bitter glare building in her eyes. During their drive, Gemmawas delighted as she commented, “This car's functionality is amazing.” Gizem smiled at that. Shestopped the car when they passed a cake shop. “What's the matter?” Gemma asked curiously. “Ikind of want to have some cake,” Gizem replied. “My treat. To thank you for driving me around,”Gemma stated as she got out of the car.

“I want a strawberry-flavored one,” Gizem informed. Gemma froze in her steps before smilinglightly. “Sure.” Meanwhile, Gizem was waiting for Gemma in the car. She enjoyed herself as shelistened to the music playing from her stereo. After some time, Gemma reappeared, holding a boxof cake. She opened the box, revealing a variety of cakes within it. Gizem took out the piece toppedwith strawberries. With the tiny plastic fork in her hand, she pierced the strawberry and ate it first.Gemma was taken aback momentarily by Gizem's actions. “Do you always start with thestrawberries?” “Yeah,” Gizem replied. “Shouldn't we always eat delicious things first? It's somewhatlike love, I think. It's sort of like those relationships that we know are bound to hurt us— Somehow,we manage to remember all the good parts of it instead of the bad parts.” Gemma froze. Kathleenhad said the exact same words in the past. “What's the matter?” Gizem looked at her inbewilderment. “Nothing. I just thought of a friend of mine,” Gemma explained as she took a bite ofthe blueberry cake. “She likes strawberry cake too. And similarly, she likes eating the strawberriesfirst and even said the same things you did.” “You could always meet her if you miss her,” Gizemsuggested. “She... passed away,” Gemma said. After a slight pause, she continued, “I heard that shehad complications during labor and lost too much blood.” Shocked, Gizem asked, “What about herchildren?”

“They're still alive. You've met them,” Gemma said quietly. It then dawned on Gizem. “You mean Eiland Desi's mother?” Gemma nodded. “My friend was really kind and responsible. To be honest, Ithink she'd probably still be alive if it weren't for difficult labor.” “But maybe it was worth it for her.Sacrificing herself for the sake of her two children, I mean,” said Gizem as she stopped forking hercake. Gemma merely stared at her quietly. “I'd also nearly became a mother, but I lost my child inthe end,” Gizem continued lightly. Gemma was baffled. “You're already married, Dr. Zabinski?”“Nope. He was just my boyfriend at the time,” Gizem explained. “He passed away when I waspregnant. I didn't expect the child to go with him. The miscarriage was due to a car accident.Similarly, I lost too much blood, and paired with the impact of the crash— I ended up losing mymemories as well.” Gemma was shaken to the core as she breathed, “Your experience is tootraumatic.” “Yeah. The past was too painful. My heart aches each time I try to think of my boyfriendat the time. I believe he’s trying to stop me from thinking about him, so I've stopped. But life hasbeen good this way— I no longer live in pain. Although I can't remember the past, it hasn't reallyaffected me in any way,” Gizem muttered. Gemma nodded understandingly. “You're right. It's betternot to think about the past if it's that painful.” The two of them then chatted away amicably. “Dr.Zabinski, would you be interested in taking part in a charity event?” Gemma asked. Gizem wasinterested. “What is the event about?”

“It's an event about caring for the autistic. We have an activity in two days and we kind of have ashortage of staff. Do you want to join?” Gemma explained. “Sure.” Gizem nodded in agreement.“Great! I'm sure this event will be even better with your participation,” Gemma exclaimed happily.After talking a little more, Gizem sent Gemma home and drove back to the manor. Meanwhile, atFlorinia Manor, Samuel had just managed to get Desi to sleep. His phone rang as he walked into hisstudy. With furrowed brows, he answered, “Hello?” “It's me, Samuel. Why didn’t you pick up when Icalled you using my phone?” Yareli said anxiously. Yareli had borrowed another person's phone. Thecurrent number was someone else's. “What is it?” Samuel asked impassively. “You have to get Gizemout of Florinia Manor, Samuel!” Yareli exclaimed. Warily, she continued, “That woman is bad news.She's got herself mixed up with several different men. I can send you pictures as proof.” Samuelremained unfazed.

“Do you have too much time on your hands?” Why should he care about how many men Gizem haddated in the past? “You'll understand after seeing the pictures, Samuel. The woman is a badinfluence for Desi,” Yareli insisted.