She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 726: Going to the Knox Family

Chapter 726: Chapter 726: Going to the Knox Family

Waylon Lewis pulled Hope Williams into a small garden nearby, and Hope wrapped her arms around Waylon Lewis’s arm, leaning her head gently against him.

The weather is nice today, perfect for a walk.

"Did you finish handling everything today?" Waylon Lewis asked.

When Waylon Lewis asked this, Hope Williams thought of the matter with Aria Richardson and sighed lightly.

"What makes you sigh?"

Hope Williams turned her head to look at Waylon Lewis, "Do you know about the Knox Family going to the Richardson Family with a betrothal gift?"

Waylon Lewis raised an eyebrow, "I’ve heard a bit."

Hope Williams looked up at Waylon Lewis, "What do you think about it?"

"One is useless, one lacks self-opinion, and one is scheming."

Uh...

The useless one is Wyatt Lewis, the one lacking self-opinion is Aria Richardson, and naturally, the scheming one is Alexander Knox.

Hope Williams tugged at her lips; it’s hard to hear a good word about Wyatt Lewis from Waylon Lewis’s mouth, and Hope Williams is already used to it. However, Aria Richardson is not as he described.

"You might not fully understand the whole situation, but Aria is not a person without self-opinion. She already suggested breaking up, but didn’t expect Alexander Knox would come with a betrothal gift, forcing this situation."

Waylon Lewis looked at Hope Williams seriously, "When I say she lacks self-opinion, it’s because with her parents around, she can’t follow her own thoughts, make her own decisions, or have the right to resist."

Hope Williams frowned and said nothing.

"Even without Alexander Knox’s betrothal gift, the Richardson Family would choose Alexander Knox between Wyatt Lewis and Alexander Knox."

Hope Williams looked at Waylon Lewis in confusion, "Why?"

The Knox Family can’t compare to the Lewis Family.

If Father Richardson truly treats Aria Richardson as a tool for alliance, the top choice should be the Lewis Family.

Waylon Lewis said indifferently, "If you were Miac Richardson, immersed in indulgence with the second son of the Lewis Family who is a spendthrift, versus the capable and strategic head of the Knox Family, who would you choose?"

Hope Williams suddenly understood, her eyes deepened, and the voice dropped a bit, "I would choose Alexander Knox."

In Father Richardson’s eyes, the Lewis Clan is all in the hands of Waylon Lewis, and Wyatt Lewis is just a playboy without real power and can’t help the Richardson Clan in the future.

And although the Knox Clan can’t compare to the Lewis Clan, Alexander Knox controls the entire Knox Clan.

Businessmen are always shrewd; Father Richardson would prefer to have his daughter choose the slightly lower status Knox Family, with President Knox who controls the entire Knox Clan, rather than a playboy without any power in the Lewis Clan.

Waylon Lewis continued, "Your friend, the Richardson Family’s lady, born in the Richardson Family, enjoys the wealth and glory brought by the Richardson Family, and at necessary moments, she must pay the corresponding price; she almost has no say in this matter of business alliance."

Hope Williams furrowed her brow; she naturally understood this.

Waylon Lewis drew Hope Williams closer into his arms and said lightly, "It’s hard for you to interfere in this matter; ultimately, it’s an issue between their two families."

"Then you’re not going to help Wyatt?"

Waylon Lewis chuckled coolly, "How can I help? If Miac Richardson doesn’t favor him, should I go snatch a woman for him?"

"In this matter, if he sees clearly, he should step out of his comfort zone, go to the company, and let everyone see his value, rather than continue being a playboy who drinks, plays, and lives on the Lewis Family for his whole life."

Hope Williams agreed with Waylon Lewis’s opinion; Waylon Lewis sees more clearly than she does in this matter.

Hope Williams thought for a while and sighed.

Waylon Lewis raised an eyebrow and looked at Hope Williams warmly, "Why are you sighing again?"

Hope Williams looked earnestly at Waylon Lewis, "Waylon Lewis, when our daughter grows up, will you be like Miac Richardson towards Aria, letting her marry for business alliance with another family?"

Waylon Lewis looked seriously at Hope Williams, "No."

"Hmm?"

"She’s my daughter, Waylon Lewis’s daughter; I’m not bad enough to use her marriage to consolidate company interests."

Hope Williams pursed her lips, tightly holding Waylon Lewis’s hand, "Yes, my Mr. Lewis is the best."

Waylon Lewis’s eyes flickered, suddenly thinking about when his daughter grows up, he doesn’t know which family’s punk would marry her; he suddenly felt a bit annoyed.

"No one is good enough for our daughter."

"Huh?"

Hope Williams looked puzzled at Waylon Lewis’s sudden comment, rather confused, "Who’s not good enough for Willow?"

"No one is good enough."

Hope Williams blinked her eyes, seemingly understanding something; Waylon Lewis might be annoyed thinking about his daughter needing to marry in the future.

Hope Williams smiled gently, "Then what will happen to Willow? Won’t she get married? Is she going to be lonely for life?"

"I can support her for a lifetime."

Hope Williams chuckled lightly, patting Waylon Lewis’s chest to calm him, "Alright, Willow is only six years old, getting married will still be twenty years away, saying these now is too early."

Hope Williams felt helpless; she could already envision when little Willow marries in the future, Waylon Lewis, as an old father, would probably dislike her son-in-law immensely.

Hope Williams wrapped her arm around Waylon Lewis, and they walked slowly. Hope Williams quite enjoyed the time wandering leisurely with Waylon Lewis; it made her think of their lives as they grew old together.

If possible, Hope Williams wants to accompany Waylon Lewis for a long time.

Staying with Luke, Willow, and Baby as they grow up, watching them marry and have children, then surround by children and grandchildren; just the thought of these makes Hope Williams smile.

Only her health...

Hope Williams’s eyes darkened a bit.

"What’s wrong?" Waylon Lewis saw Hope Williams’s bad complexion and asked anxiously.

Hope Williams shook her head, looking at Waylon Lewis, her beautiful eyes flickering, bundling up the bad emotions and tossing them to a corner of her heart, she smiled at Waylon Lewis, "It’s nothing."

"If you’re tired, let’s go back."

"I’m not tired, we just walked a bit."

They bypassed a rockery, and Hope Williams suddenly saw a shadow leaning there, startled, and screamed, "What’s that?"

Waylon Lewis raised his hand to protect her, and upon close inspection, saw Wyatt Lewis leaning against the rockery with a cigarette in hand.

"Wyatt Lewis?" Waylon Lewis frowned.

Hope Williams bent down to take a closer look, "Wyatt? Why didn’t you go inside when you returned?"

Wyatt Lewis lacked his usual cheeky smile, throwing the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, stood up, and said in a deep voice.

"Just cooling off outside."

Hope Williams stepped forward, seeing scars on Wyatt Lewis’s face. He wore a black coat, masking the scars, but Hope Williams could still smell the blood.

"You’re hurt!"

"A small injury."

Waylon Lewis looked at the ground full of cigarette butts, his eyes deepening, pulling him out from the shadows of the rockery.

Under a bright light, the scars on his face were even more evident, and the white shirt on his chest was stained red, looking shocking.

Hope Williams widened her eyes in shock.

Waylon Lewis’s eyes were dark, coldness rampant, "What happened?"

Wyatt Lewis lowered his eyes, his hoarse voice saying only, "Careless."

Clearly, neither Waylon Lewis nor Hope Williams is silly enough to believe carelessness could cause such injuries.

"Do you think if you don’t tell, I won’t find out?" Waylon Lewis looked at him coldly, although his tone was icy, there was a hint of unwillingness hidden in it.

Wyatt Lewis pressed his thin lips into a line, as if remembering some angering event, his palm clenched, and with each grip, the wound on his arm was pulled, causing blood to drip down his hand onto the ground.

Hope Williams’s gaze fell on the bloodstains on the ground, and inevitably felt chilled. She looked up to see Waylon Lewis walking aside with his phone, probably to investigate the situation.

Hope Williams furrowed her brow, gesturing to the nearby pavilion chair, "Go sit."

Hope Williams went inside to get the medical kit. Wyatt Lewis didn’t go in upon returning home, probably to prevent the old master from worrying. So, Hope Williams also avoided them, getting the medical kit and then calling a family doctor over.

Hope Williams took out alcohol cotton from the kit and started treating the wound on Wyatt Lewis’s face. Wyatt Lewis sat there motionless, seemingly indifferent to the pain.

Hope Williams pressed her lips tightly; the more she thought, the more off things seemed, "How exactly did you get injured this badly?"

Hope Williams asked him questions and Wyatt Lewis lifted his eyes to look at her and said, "Sister-in-law, can you go check on Aria for me?"

Hope Williams paused mid-action, "Aria? What’s wrong with Aria?"

Wyatt Lewis’s sullen voice was a bit agitated, "I don’t know, but I saw her father’s face wasn’t good, so something might have happened."

Waylon Lewis, after sending someone to understand the matter, approached and gave Wyatt Lewis a glance, his gaze fell on Hope Williams, "I’m going out for a bit."

"Where to?"

Waylon Lewis’s brows moved slightly, "The Knox Family."