She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 10: Chapter 10: So Angry I Kicked Waylon Lewis Away With a Kick

“Mommy?” Willow hesitated for a second, then quickly recovered her composure and threw her arms around Aria Richardson, “Mommy, hug.”

“Is she your mom?” Waylon Lewis looked at Willow, somewhat incredulous, then turned his gaze to Aria.

Hearing her identity questioned, Aria straightened her back and retorted defiantly, “Sir, are you questioning me while holding my child?”

A flash of surprise crossed Waylon’s face, looking at the child in his arms who was unable to stop crying, he hesitated, but eventually, put the child down on the ground and said coldly, “That’s not what I meant.”

“Good.” Aria firmly embraced the child, “Willow, don’t cry anymore, let’s go.”

Aria, holding Willow, walked away with her spine erect, each step emanating a powerful presence.

When she reached the corner, Aria abruptly leaned against the wall, bit her lower lip, patted her chest, and took deep breaths.

She couldn’t imagine that she had just been so defiant in front of Waylon Lewis; thankfully she was still alive.

It truly was a daring move for the sake of her and her daughter’s safety.

“Are you okay, godmom?”

“Godmom is worried sick about you and your mom, did you see the look your dad gave us just now? I was petrified.”

“Godmom, you did great just now,” Luke Williams said, appearing from nowhere, now standing in front of them.

Luke had been there all along, but Hope had instructed him to hide from Waylon so he wouldn’t be discovered.

“Brother, Willow completed the mission, isn’t Willow amazing?”

“Yes, Willow, you did great.”

“But Mommy has someone watching over her, and Willow couldn’t help Mommy escape. Brother, godmom, Mommy said it’s too dangerous, so let’s leave first.”

Aria nodded, “It is too dangerous. Your dad must be suspicious by now. If you two kids show up again, and once he realizes, that’ll be the end.”

After all, both children were good-looking, Willow resembling Hope, Luke resembling Waylon.

“Let’s leave first, Mommy has a cellphone to contact us with, and we’ll come up with a long-term plan,” Luke said.@@novelbin@@

“Okay.”

Upon seeing that Willow had been safely taken away by Aria, Hope breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Aria arrived in time; otherwise, she really wouldn’t have been able to hold on.

The crowd began to disperse, and the surroundings quieted down, leaving only the sobbing of Joy Ward.

“Waylon, I didn’t push that child. Why does everyone falsely accuse me? I just wanted to talk to the child nicely,” Joy Ward said, biting her lip in distress.

“Miss Ward’s skills in framing others are exceptional, aren’t they? Now when it’s on you, you can’t stand it?” Hope Williams asked with a light laugh.

“I didn’t,” Joy Ward denied vehemently, then retorted, “Why do you have to slander me, Miss Williams? What did I do wrong?”

“Slander? Hmm, in Miss Ward’s eyes, everyone in the world slanders you, and only you are right.”

“You!”

“Did I say something wrong?”

Hope curved her lips into a smile, “Miss Ward, stop crying. Are you really proud of yourself for arguing with a child? Right, President Lewis, do you have no shame?”

Waylon Lewis’s face was grim. Hope’s lips curled upward and her brow lifted provocatively — a challenge.

Angry, aren’t you? The more upset you are, the happier I am!

In the end, Hope was still forcefully pulled away by Waylon’s grip on her wrist out of the hospital.

“Psycho, let go, stop pulling on me. I have nothing to do with you, I can walk on my own.”

“Get in the car,” Waylon Lewis commanded coldly, leaving no room for argument.

Hope, furious, glared at Waylon, too tired to even struggle, pulled open the back car door, and dived in.

“Am I your driver?”

“?”

“Sit in front.”

Why is he so difficult? Getting in a car had to be on his terms?

Hope really wanted to kick him out of her way; of course, she didn’t dare.

Hope got out of the back seat, opened the passenger door, and sat down with a “bang,” slamming the door.

The sound made Thomas Hughes, standing nearby, cringe for the car.

Joy Ward weakly came out from behind, walking up to Waylon’s side, her eyes filled with tenderness and shyness, “Waylon, where should I sit?”

Waylon’s passenger seat had been taken by that scoundrel.

“Sit with Thomas Hughes. She’s disturbed, her language too harsh, it’s better to prevent her from bullying you again!”

“Waylon Lewis, you’re the one with the problem!” an outcry from inside the car!

Waylon looked displeased, and although Joy was upset, seeing the friction between President Lewis and Hope Williams, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

Maybe if the two of them stayed together, they would fight even more, and Waylon would grow more and more tired of Hope.

Wasn’t that what she wanted to see?

Thinking this way, Joy Ward smiled slightly, with an obedient expression, nodded, and got into Thomas’s car.

Inside the car, Waylon Lewis rested one hand on the car window, his one-handed driving posture casual, the chilly wind outside blowing fiercely into the car, adding a cold cast to his striking features.

The car was eerily silent. Hope looked at the direction they were driving, towards Seaside Villa. Was he taking her back to that place again?

No!

Hope, from the bottom of her heart, rebelled against the idea. She took a deep breath and couldn’t help but speak up, “Waylon Lewis, what will it take for you to finally let me go?”