She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 712: The Almost Unthinkable Consequences

Chapter 712: Chapter 712: The Almost Unthinkable Consequences

Watching Waylon Lewis’s disdainful look, Hope Williams couldn’t help but curl her lips.

"The ground is cold, get up quickly." Hope went over to help the two up.

Aria Richardson cried with a jerk, desperately trying to hold back her tears, but they flowed uncontrollably.

Isla Sue checked Aria up and down, the mother and daughter were so scared that their tears flowed like a river.

"Mom, I’m fine."

"As long as you’re fine, as long as you’re fine, you scared me to death..."

Waylon Lewis looked Wyatt Lewis up and down, seeing Wyatt’s gaze fixed on the girl. He turned away speechlessly.

Hope saw that Waylon was clearly worried about his younger brother, but unwilling to ask, smiled and shook her head, asking Wyatt, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Wyatt dusted off his hands, "Sister-in-law, I’m just fine."

Hope gave Wyatt a meaningful look.

Wyatt looked at Waylon with a smile, "Brother, I’m fine, don’t worry about me."

"Hmm, I’m not worried, as long as you’re not missing an arm or leg, I can report back to grandpa and mom and dad."

Wyatt twitched the corner of his mouth, truly a real brother.

Isla Sue quickly came over to thank Wyatt, "Young Master Lewis, thank you for saving Aria, really thank you, if it weren’t for you, Aria would have been in real trouble today."

As Isla spoke, tears welled up again.

The scene had indeed frightened everyone, if it weren’t for Wyatt rushing in without hesitation, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

Hope glanced at Alexander Knox standing nearby with a stern expression, her gaze mixed with a trace of helplessness.

Alexander noticed Hope’s glance, nodded slightly as a courtesy, then silently turned and left.

After Isla finished thanking Wyatt, she planned to take Aria away.

Hope called Isla back, "Aunt Sue, please wait."

Isla turned and looked at Hope, "Litte Hope, what’s wrong?"

"I have something to talk to Aria about, can Aria stay with me tonight?"

"No way." Waylon refused immediately.

If they’re together, who does he stay with tonight?

"This..." Isla awkwardly tugged at her lips, with a cold-faced demon nearby, she dared not agree on anything.

Hope glanced at Waylon, "You don’t need to mind him."

Aria tugged at Isla’s arm, "Mom, you go back first, I want to be with Hope."

Isla nodded, "Alright then, I’ll trouble Litte Hope to take care of Aria."

"Mm, Aunt Sue, don’t worry."

After finishing, Hope felt a chill beside her.

No doubt, this chill naturally came from a certain Lewis.

Isla was bewildered by Waylon’s cold face.

Hope awkwardly smiled at Isla, "Aunt Sue, don’t mind him, he’s just like this, doesn’t like to smile."

Waylon, "..."

Isla secretly thought, this resentment probably has nothing to do with liking to smile or not.

After Isla left by car, Hope pulled Aria to sit in the back seat, and Waylon couldn’t sit with his wife, so he had to sit frustratedly in the passenger seat.

Wyatt stood in place, "Where do I sit?"

Waylon, "Trunk."

Wyatt, "..."

Someone was deeply resentful.

Aria followed Hope back to the Lewis Family, because upon hearing that Wyatt got into a fight and ended up at the police station, Alitzel Williams couldn’t possibly sleep soundly until she sat in the living room waiting for them to return.

"Wyatt, come here." Alitzel Williams held a feather duster in one hand and a hand on her hip, squinting at Wyatt.

Wyatt instantly froze.

He looked at Alitzel with a big smile, "Mom, still not asleep at such a late hour?"

Alitzel strode up, glanced at the injury on his face, and got even more furious, "You brat, itching for a beating? Fighting in the middle of the night, and still have the nerve to let your brother and sister-in-law bail you out, you’re really something, really something."

With a rapid burst of scolding, Alitzel’s hands didn’t stop, the slaps fell on Wyatt like raindrops.

"Such a big person running out to fight, fight, fight, comes back with injuries on his face, drives me mad."

Wyatt’s tall and strong body was hit trying to dodge left and right.

"Mom! Mom! Dear mom! Stop hitting..."

Dear mom hits too hard.

"Stop hitting, without hitting, do you remember? Still capable of fighting, son-in-law son-in-law, not bringing me one home, useless, why did I give birth to you?"

Alitzel was furious.

Although Wyatt complained of the pain, he kept his back bent, pitifully enduring his dear mom’s hammering.

"Aunt Williams, Aunt Williams..." Aria blinked and stepped forward to stop, "Aunt Williams, please stop, today’s matter was my fault, he fought and got in trouble because of me."

Alitzel’s hand paused, just now focusing on scolding Wyatt, didn’t notice Aria was also here.

Hearing Aria’s words, Alitzel’s face changed immediately, "I see, that’s okay, this kid’s as strong as a bear, a little injury will heal in a few days, Aria, are you hurt?"

Aria was surprised that Alitzel’s change of face was even faster than her mom’s.

Immediately waved her hands, "No, no, I’m not hurt."

"That’s good."

Wyatt Lewis wore a pitiful expression, "Mom, am I really your son?"

"Stop talking nonsense." She made sure to be gentle, only scolding him with harsh words, as she couldn’t bear to hit her injured son too hard.

"Aria, it’s so late, why don’t you stay at the Lewis Family’s house tonight?"

"Okay, Hope and I will..."

"The first room on the left on the second floor," Alitzel Williams said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Wyatt Lewis, "?"

Hope Williams was a bit embarrassed; the first room on the left on the second floor was Wyatt Lewis’s room.

Alitzel Williams was making her intentions too obvious.

Aria Richardson looked to Hope Williams for help, and Hope Williams stepped forward, "Mom, you go rest. I’ll arrange a room for Aria."

"The first room on the left on the second floor is large and spacious..."

Hope Williams gave a helpless smile and quickly guided Alitzel Williams away.

Hope Williams arranged a guest room for Aria Richardson, while Waylon Lewis grabbed Hope Williams’s hand, looking pitiful, "What about me?"

Hope Williams pursed her lips, looking at Waylon Lewis like a helpless child, "Will you sleep alone tonight? Aria’s heart isn’t well lately, I need to comfort her."

"I’m not feeling great either."

"Why aren’t you feeling great?"

Waylon Lewis gritted his teeth, "You know why. How can I be okay when my wife ran off with someone else?"

Hope Williams leaned closer to Waylon Lewis, patiently saying, "Oh, it’s just one night. Go back to sleep. Close your eyes and it’ll be morning soon. Be good."

Hope Williams nudged Waylon Lewis back to their room, "Be quiet, Baby is asleep. Bye-bye."

With that, Hope Williams pushed Waylon Lewis into the room and closed the door.

Waylon Lewis let out a helpless sigh.

Half an hour later.

Hope Williams tiptoed back into the room, and Waylon Lewis looked up.

Hope Williams grabbed two sets of pajamas, then quickly ran to Waylon Lewis’s side and gave him a kiss, "Sleep well, I’m going now."

Waylon Lewis hadn’t even had a chance to savor the kiss before she was gone.

Waylon Lewis, "..."

In the room, Aria Richardson felt overwhelmed with emotion, seeing Hope Williams choosing to accompany her over Waylon Lewis. Such a true best friend.

Aria Richardson hugged Hope Williams tearfully, "Hope, you’re the best."

Hope Williams pulled her upright, looking at her seriously, "I’ve never had a chance to ask before, but tell me now, what’s really going on?"

Aria Richardson blinked, "Uh... where should I start?"

"From the beginning."

"The beginning, well, it started on the day we returned from Country Y when both our families were discussing the marriage at dinner..."

Aria Richardson explained a bunch of things to Hope Williams, inciting her own anger and stirring up Hope Williams’s emotions as well.

"Why didn’t you tell me before? If I hadn’t gone shopping with you and run into Natalie Rogers’s hassle, were you planning not to tell me?"

"Oh, I was wrong. I promise not to do this again next time," Aria Richardson said obediently, looking at Hope Williams.

Hope Williams sighed speechlessly, "Did you repay that hundred million to Alexander Knox?"

"Yes, I did."

"Good." Hope Williams nodded, "Do you find it odd that the car almost hit you today?"

"What’s strange about that?" Aria Richardson blinked her eyes, "My mind was all over the place at the time, couldn’t think much about it. I still feel a bit shaky now."

Aria Richardson patted her chest, "Hope, do you think someone wants to harm me?"

Hope Williams’s eyes flashed with subtle worry, "Maybe I’m overthinking it. Waylon Lewis has already sent someone to investigate. We should have a result by morning. Just be careful yourself."

Aria Richardson nodded, "I know, thank you, Hope."

The two chatted until the early hours...

The next morning, there was a soft knock on the room’s door. Hope Williams stretched lazily as she got up from bed to answer the door, only to see a well-dressed man with a cold expression and dignified air standing at the entrance.

Hope Williams, still a bit groggy from waking up so early, took a moment to react, "Waylon Lewis, good morning."

Waylon Lewis, looking at Hope Williams’s sleepy face, bent down to pick her up.

"Didn’t you sleep last night?"

Hope Williams, "I did sleep. We talked and eventually fell asleep. Where are you taking me?"

"Back to bed."

Waylon Lewis’s expression was stern, his voice commanding, leaving no room for argument.

Hope Williams, "..."

Aria Richardson turned over, reaching her hand out to feel that Hope, who had slept next to her, was nowhere to be found.

She sat up, rubbing her temples with a slight headache, when her phone rang. Aria Richardson picked up the phone and saw it was a call from her mom. Clearing her slightly hoarse throat, she answered, "Mom."

"Aria, come back quickly; Old Lady Mrs. Knox and Alexander are here."

Aria, lacking energy, slumped her head and asked, "Why are they here?"

"Old Lady Mrs. Knox and Alexander have come to propose!"

"What?" Aria immediately perked up.