She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 If I Don’t Run Away, You Wouldn’t Even Have the Chance to Mention Having Children Today

Joy Ward felt as though her blood was freezing inside her, yet she still didn’t want to admit it, nor was she willing to lower her head to Hope Williams.

Not until Waylon Lewis’s pitch-black eyes swept impatiently towards her; that cold, chilling look made Joy tremble from the bottom of her heart—this man was truly angry now.

Joy bit her lower lip hard, pleading weakly, “Waylon, it wasn’t on purpose…”

Waylon Lewis remained silent.

Joy’s legs trembled with fear, and her expression grew weak as she hoped to invoke pity from this cold man.

But there was none.

The man’s aura was truly like that of Asura.

Joy bit her lip fiercely. Despite her extreme reluctance, she had no other choice.

“Doctor Williams, I’m… I’m sorry. It was the heat of the moment… I didn’t mean it.”

“Oh.”

Hope Williams’s gaze was icy as she glanced at Joy Ward indifferently, her voice cold, “I don’t accept.”

“You!” Joy bit her lip fiercely.

Hope Williams shook off Waylon Lewis’s support and took a step back, her delicate features indifferent, “Thank you, President Lewis, but it’s unnecessary.”

Waylon Lewis was here simply to pick up Joy after work; there was no need for him to make the person he cared about heartbroken for her sake.

“What do you mean?” Why was this woman becoming more and more distant and guarded by the day?

This feeling made Waylon Lewis very uncomfortable.

“It’s not necessary for President Lewis to make the one he cares about heartbroken for my sake.”

“…”

Hope Williams nodded slightly and indifferently turned to leave. Benjamin Myers looked unbothered as he walked over to Hope and left with her.

Click!

A sound came from his fingers.

Waylon Lewis’s tall figure stood there, his stunning features covered in frost as he watched the departing figures with a cold gaze.

Annoying.

Really annoying.

He even overheard the woman thanking the man in a soft and tender voice. That tone was completely different from when she spoke to him—as if facing an enemy steeped in a blood feud—yet she was smiling sweetly, speaking gently to other men.

Suddenly, Waylon Lewis felt a sharp pain in his heart, realizing that the girl who had always greeted him with a smile seemed like she would never return.

This was something Waylon Lewis could not accept. He did not understand why he couldn’t stand to see this woman with other men.

Annoying!

Very annoying!

“Boss…” Thomas Hughes’s eyes flickered, as the cold wind swirled past, and the person in front of him had already stepped forward with fiery anger, catching up with the woman who had walked away and grabbing her hand.

“Hope Williams, I have something to tell you. Listen to me.” His tone was harsh and cold, carrying an irresistible dominance.

What explanation, what understanding?

A joke. Did he need to explain himself to her? Understand her?

No need!

What he had to say, this woman must listen to. That was Waylon Lewis—dominant, overbearing, and always carrying an air of supreme arrogance.

Hope Williams was caught off guard by Waylon Lewis’s sudden burst of anger. She panicked for two seconds and then quickly regained her composure.

Benjamin Myers stepped forward to stop him.

“Get lost.”

Waylon Lewis’s chill was biting.

Hope Williams ground her molars, “Benjamin, this is between him and me. You don’t need to intervene.”

Hope Williams didn’t want others to be collateral to this man’s fury.

“I’m listening, go ahead.” Hope Williams met Waylon Lewis’s gaze head-on without any pleasantries, “What do you want to say? Are you going to press me for the whereabouts of the children again? Do you want to take them away, is that it?”

Apart from the children, she thought there was nothing else to discuss between her and Waylon Lewis.

“I have never said I would take the children away. It’s always been you who assumes I would.” Waylon Lewis frowned tightly, staring intensely at the woman, his voice grim.

Hope Williams sneered with eyes downcast.

“Yes, you never said so, but that’s what you’ve done.” She lifted her eyes, her gaze cold and uncompromising as she confronted him, “Was it not you who forced me to disclose the whereabouts of the children at the airport? Was it not you who imprisoned me? Was it not you who threatened to starve me unless I revealed where the children were?” Hope Williams’s voice grew more vehement toward the end.

Hope Williams was trembling all over. She bit her teeth and nodded,

“Yes, Waylon Lewis, you never said you wanted to take the children, but you have done so. Your actions fill me with immense fear. Now, even in my dreams, I fear that you will take them away.”

“Waylon Lewis, do I owe you? Falling in love with you was the biggest mistake I ever made!”

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Waylon Lewis’s heart was sharply pricked, a flash of intense pain fleeting across his penetrating eyes.

The woman turned around, lifted her head, looked up at the ceiling, and raised her hand to dry the tears that had fallen. Yet her sobbing voice still betrayed her, revealing the vulnerability behind her obstinate strength.

She was a woman too.

How she wished to have a husband who loved her, a happy family. Her children longed for a loving father. Whenever Luke and Willow brought up ‘Dad’, they would fall silent, afraid of upsetting her, and her heart would ache with sorrow.

So, he, the instigator of all this, had no right to speak to her about the children.

After a while.

The woman’s cold voice continued, “Waylon Lewis, if I were you, I would keep silent about the children because of what you did five years ago. If I hadn’t run away back then, you wouldn’t even have the chance to mention the children today.”

“If I hadn’t run away back then, you wouldn’t even have the chance to mention the children today.”

The woman’s cold voice echoed in his ears.

Waylon Lewis’s deep eyes intensely flickered with a mix of sharp pain and helplessness.

He couldn’t refute what she said.

But times had changed. He hadn’t wanted children before they were married; it had been agreed upon beforehand.

Now that the children were born, he had responsibilities to assume.

Towards her, towards the children.

The car left in front of him, leaving behind a trail of unpleasant exhaust.

In the vast parking lot, with dust blown by the cold wind, the man’s tall, lonely silhouette was inexplicably desolate.