She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Who is the Beloved?

Aurora Wood laughed self-deprecatingly, then looked at herself—her plump figure, her plain face. Even her childhood sweetheart to whom she’d been married for two years criticized her in front of another woman.

She had given up her job for her family for two years, and although she had graduated long ago, she had only just started working at the hospital. Now, she didn’t even have the confidence to perform surgery on her own.

She felt like a complete failure. All her troubles had accumulated, and suddenly she burst into tears.

“I’m really useless, I’m really useless. I can’t do anything right, even Beau defends those two vixens. My lifelong relationship with him can’t even compare to a few words from them. I’m such a failure.”

Hope Williams slightly lowered her eyes and thought about Aurora’s words for a moment, quickly clarifying the situation.

So, Deputy Director Beau Harrison was Aurora Wood’s husband, but Hope had seen him flirting with Valentina River just yesterday.

Joy Ward and Valentina both looked good and dressed well, speaking sweetly in front of men, naturally having many admirers around them.

Because of her weight, Aurora felt a deep sense of inferiority.

Hope’s clear eyes narrowed slightly.

“Do you know, we’ve known each other since we were children, and our feelings through decades of marriage can’t withstand a few words from Valentina. He even wants to divorce me today. I’m failing at love and work, aren’t I, Doctor Williams? You must look down on me today too.”

Aurora bit her lip and lowered her head fiercely, her sense of defeat deepening.

“Although the way you’re handling things today is disappointing, I’ve never looked down on you. Aurora, give yourself some confidence. If you were able to get a position at the hospital, it surely means you have solid professional skills. Believe that you are no worse than others.”

Seeing Aurora in this state reminded Hope of herself five years ago. She too had given up on medical school for the sake of Waylon Lewis, giving up her dreams. Back then, she had lived in that villa constantly revolving around him, always thinking about how to make this man fall in love with her.

She eventually realized that if someone doesn’t love you, no amount of effort will help.

As a woman, she should be independent and strong, not reliant on anyone—with a stable job, proficient skills, and an independent life. These are the foundations of self-confidence.

Looking at Aurora’s helpless and dejected state, Hope’s heart softened towards this woman who had undergone similar experiences.

Hope sighed lightly and patted Aurora on the shoulder.

“Aurora, look ahead; perhaps there’s bright daylight in front of you. When you look back, that man who doesn’t appreciate you may not seem so important anymore.”

Aurora looked up at her, her gaze shining, her amber pupils seemingly holding stars within.

Her gaze was exceptionally firm and confident when speaking, as if what she believed, she would surely achieve. This quality in Hope offered endless strength to others.

Look ahead, perhaps there’s bright daylight in front of you, and when you look back, that man who doesn’t appreciate you may not seem so important anymore.

…

When Hope Williams arrived home, it was already 9:30 PM. She immediately called Aria Richardson, as the children were still with her and it was getting late. Aria had to work the next day too; it was really too much trouble for her.

“Hello, Aria, I’m sorry, a patient had a critical situation tonight, and I got delayed. I’ve just gotten home. Are you at home now? I’ll come pick up Luke and Willow.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it, you don’t need to come here. I’m out with them having a late snack. We’re almost done eating. It’d be more trouble for you to come here. I’ll just bring them back, and you should rest a bit since you’ve just finished work.”

After hearing Aria’s reply, Hope didn’t refuse. “Alright, then thank you, Aria.”

“Saying thank you makes us strangers, and besides, Luke and Willow are my godson and goddaughter. I’m getting them in the car now, hang up, okay?”

Hope nodded, “Alright.”

Hope had performed two major surgeries today and had been busy all day without a break. She flopped onto the soft sofa, feeling an overwhelming sense of fatigue.

She grabbed a pillow and hugged it, and sleepiness swept over her.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Hope’s butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes.

“Hmm?”

Aria had returned the little treasures so quickly—she perked up and eagerly went to open the door.

“Darlings…”

The moment she opened the door, Hope’s facial expression shockingly froze.

At that moment, a man was standing at the door, dressed in a sharp black suit, his posture straight, his handsome face chilly, and his deep eyes like cold pools, ice-cold and seemingly bottomless, as if they could suck someone in.

The air around seemed to be swallowed up by the chill.

Waylon Lewis?

With a loud “bang,” Hope Williams slammed the door shut without hesitation.

Just now…

Waylon Lewis!

Why had he come? No way! Did she see wrong?

How did he know her address? And in the middle of the night, pitch black, she must have seen wrong.

It must be, it must be!

Hope leaned against the door, clutching her chest, panting heavily.

Just then, the doorbell rang again, like a demon claiming lives.

With a tense expression and holding the belief that it was an illusion, Hope finally placed her hand on the doorknob, carefully reopening the door.

After just one glance, Hope regretted it.

It really was him!

The man’s face grew even more sinister and frightening due to Hope’s recent actions, the chill almost freezing her through the door gap.

Why had he come at all?

It couldn’t be because he had learned about the day’s events with Joy Ward, and hurt by his “white moonlight,” he wanted to kill her at night.

Driven by a survival instinct, Hope desperately tried to close the door, but… a hand abruptly pressed against the door.

It was over!

The disparity in strength between men and women was evident as he effortlessly pushed the door open.

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Waylon, standing over six feet tall, towered above her, pressing forward to stand right in front of her, silently staring at her, his eyes emanating an extremely terrifying coldness. He said nothing, his icy eyes seemingly piercing through her flesh, striking deep into her soul.

“You? What are you doing here?”

“What do you think?”

It dawned on Hope that except for today’s events at the hospital with Joy Ward, she hadn’t provoked him in any other way.

Coming to confront her in the dead of night?

He sure was amusing.

It was them who had provoked her first; why should they trouble her?

“What should I say? It was your ‘white moonlight’ who provoked me first, allowed to pester me repeatedly, spread rumors about me, and I’m not allowed to strike back? Waylon Lewis, why are you so domineering? What do you want? Revenge? Come on then! Who’s afraid of you!”

Hope stood straight, her delicate face tilted up defiantly, filled with anger and stubbornness, as if declaring to the man that she wasn’t afraid of him!

Waylon’s expression was indifferent, quietly watching her, his lips twitching slightly.

This woman, he had called her so many times, and she hadn’t answered a single one; he was worried about her, originally just wanted to check on her, but before he could say anything, she had unleashed a tirade on him like firecrackers.

She really owed him.

And just now…

After a while, the man’s thin lips parted slightly, his voice cold, “Dear, who did you call?”