She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Willow, I am Daddy

“Was it Wyatt Lewis who brought you in?”

Hope Williams bit down on her back teeth, her eyes distinctly unfriendly as if she were looking at an enemy. She tightly pursed her lips, said nothing, and had a defiant look that for some reason made Waylon Lewis chuckle.

“Speak, hm?”

Hope Williams, “Do as you will, whether to kill or to mutilate.”

Maintaining high concentration for a long time is an extremely exhausting affair, and right now, Hope Williams was so tired she had no energy left to engage in a battle of wits with him.

“Heh,” Waylon Lewis scoffed.

Just then, the sound of a ringing phone cut through the tense standoff between them.

Hope Williams’s heart skipped a beat—bad news, it was her cell phone. It must be Aria Richardson and the kids outside, getting worried because she hadn’t gone out for so long, so they called.

Hope Williams was about to take her phone out of her pocket to turn it off when the man beat her to it in almost the next second.

Hope Williams’s heartbeat missed a beat, “Waylon Lewis, give me my phone back.”

Waylon Lewis looked at the caller ID, his expression stern, his brows furrowing, and he murmured in his magnetic voice, “Dear baby?”

“Waylon Lewis!” Hope Williams gritted her teeth. He was tall and had long legs, a robust physique; there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so she was easily restrained by Waylon Lewis with just one hand.

Hope Williams was desperate, her face cold as she glared at Waylon Lewis.

Waylon Lewis remained unmoved, his dark eyes briefly swept over the struggling woman and he coldly answered the phone without showing any reaction.

A fierce desire to perish along with him surged in Hope Williams’s chest.

“Mommy~” the childish and tender voice of Willow came from the phone.@@novelbin@@

The air around them quieted in an instant.

“…” It was a girl.

The ice on Waylon Lewis’s face gradually melted, and the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curved upwards—Hope Williams’s daughter, his daughter.

Just as Hope Williams was about to speak, the man’s arm wrapped around her neck, and his large hand covered her mouth, so that she could only make muffled protests.

“Mommy, are you listening?” Without hearing Hope Williams’s response, Willow’s voice seemed filled with doubt, growing weaker.

Hope Williams was shaking with anger. Suddenly, she jumped up in an attempt to grab the phone, but the man easily dodged with his tall figure and she missed her chance again.

“Mommy?”

“I’m your daddy,” Waylon Lewis deliberately softened his voice, afraid of scaring the little girl.

…

Beep!

The call was ended.

Utterly ruthless!

“Daddy, what did Mommy say?” Luke saw Willow with her dazed little face and asked worriedly.

Willow blinked, looked at her brother, then back at her godmother in front.

“Baby, tell me quickly, your godmother is dying of anxiety.”

“Mommy didn’t say anything.” Willow frowned, her little head drooping, “The person who answered said he was my daddy!”

Luke, “…”

Aria Richardson, “…” All hell broke loose!!

“Waylon Lewis!”

Waylon Lewis, “That is my daughter!”

As Hope Williams struggled with her small hand to push Waylon Lewis away, who was still holding her restless hand, his voice became somewhat eager, “Stop it, answer me.”

Hope Williams was panicking inside, coupled with the nightmare she had had the other night, a wave of fear spread through her entire body.

Every cell in her brain was telling her that now Waylon Lewis knew about Willow’s existence, he would definitely take her children from her. He would take them away, and she would never see her Luke and Willow again. At that thought, Hope Williams felt like she was going crazy.

She was truly afraid.

“Waylon Lewis, do you have no heart at all, how can you still want more? Back then, it was you who didn’t want them. My escape for five years was also because you drove me away. What right do you have now to take them away? You wish! You won’t take my children away; I carried them for ten months before giving birth to them, they are more important than my own life, I will not let you catch them, just give up. Let me go, let me go!”

Hope Williams, who was usually indifferent and calm, was rarely as agitated and lost her composure as she was today.

Waylon Lewis’s brows tensed as he watched the woman suddenly get angry and spout incomprehensible words, and his heart unexpectedly clenched.

An indescribable emotion spread through his chest.

What on earth was she talking about? When had he ever said he wanted to take the children away?

“Waylon Lewis, I’m begging you, please spare my children.”

Waylon Lewis’s eyes narrowed, his heart pierced harshly.

That woman, who always had an indifferent look in her eyes, hid an untouchable bottom line—her children.

Because five years ago, he had forced her to abort, and from then on, she became exceedingly wary of him. Whenever children were mentioned, she became extra sensitive.Update by n0vgo.co

Before the children were born, she feared he would force her to abort, so she escaped.

Now that the children were born, and he brought up the children again, she feared he would take them away, which caused her to be strained to the limit. At the mere mention of children, she became like a bomb without a fuse, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

She would protect her children at all costs.

The corners of Waylon Lewis’s eyes tightened, but at the moment, he didn’t know how to explain to her that he didn’t want to take the children away. His villainous image seemed deeply rooted in her heart, and she wouldn’t believe him even if he said so. In order to calm Hope Williams down, he had to let her go.

As the restraint was released, as if afraid the man would catch up with her again without the slightest hesitation, she turned and left.

Waylon Lewis watched the slender and resolute figure of the woman walking away, a trace of darkness flashing in his black eyes.

“Waylon, I’ve come to see Grandpa.”

Joy Ward stood at the door, her voice gentle, looking at Waylon Lewis with a dark face, she bit her lower lip.

Waylon Lewis, “Hmm.”

Joy Ward carefully observed Waylon Lewis’s mood, not knowing what had just happened inside, but she saw Hope Williams leaving from here, and her heart panicked, afraid that her own secret would be discovered, and she hurried over to check.

Joy Ward approached the old man, pretending to give him a checkup, and then suddenly, she gasped.

Her gaze fell on the prescription, she clenched the prescription tightly in her hand, viciously crumpling it into a ball, and surreptitiously peeked at Waylon Lewis, swiftly stashing it into her pocket.

That bitch Hope Williams was indeed not simple, but fortunately, Joy Ward had been cautious and come over to check.

Waylon Lewis, “How’s Grandpa doing?”

“Waylon, don’t worry, Grandpa is recovering well. I’ll write a prescription later, and as long as Grandpa takes it on time, he will gradually get better.” Since Joy Ward had discovered Hope Williams’s prescription, naturally, it now belonged to her.