She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 48: Chapter 48 The Person Waylon Lewis Cares About is Hope Williams

Luke cleverly changed the subject immediately.

Brother Jimmy was originally intended as a birthday gift for Hope Williams, but due to today’s emergency, it was used ahead of time. Now Brother Jimmy is at the Lewis Family’s home, and they still had to figure out how to get Brother Jimmy back.

“Is that so?” Hope blinked, asking suspiciously.

“Yes, yes,” Willow nodded in agreement.

“So you two stayed up late not to sleep but to tinker with this?”

“Yeah! Yes!” Willow nodded vigorously.

“So Willow wasn’t sick and didn’t have a headache, you just didn’t want Mommy to find out, so you lied to Mommy?”

“Yes, yes!” Willow nodded with a smile, completely unaware of any problem.

“Oh~” Hope Williams raised her eyebrows lightly, nodding thoughtfully, “So that’s it.”

“Oops.” Willow’s chubby little hands quickly covered her mouth, then hurriedly covered Hope’s ears, “Mommy, don’t listen, don’t listen, Willow didn’t say anything.”

Hope Williams, “…” How could her daughter be so adorable.

Hope Williams listened to the two little ones’ childish voices and couldn’t help but laugh, pulling them into her arms and pretending to be heartbroken, “But Mommy was really worried about Willow, so worried that it hurt.”

“Mommy, don’t be heartbroken.” Willow quickly rubbed Hope’s chest, “It was Willow’s fault, Willow shouldn’t have lied about being sick, I promise I won’t do it again.”

“What about Luke? Luke stayed up late and became a little panda, Mommy is heartbroken too.”

“Luke won’t anymore, Luke will definitely go to bed on time next time, Luke promises Mommy,” Luke quickly said.

Hope Williams tenderly kissed both of her darlings on their foreheads.

“Alright, let’s go to sleep now.”@@novelbin@@

“Okay.”

Meanwhile, at the recently calmed Lewis Family mansion, the servants were cleaning up the messy hall.

“What on earth is going on here, to have been turned upside down by a mechanical dog, really is frustrating.” Alitzel Williams sat on the sofa, frowning deeply, her well-put-together face full of displeasure, “Find out immediately who dared to play pranks at the Lewis Family home.”

Waylon Lewis’s fingers tightened slightly around the mechanical dog, his eyes deep like a dark pool became even more profound.

“I’ll handle it.”

With that, Waylon Lewis stood up and went upstairs.

“Brother, I’ll go with you.” Wyatt Lewis stood up, casually scanning the room and followed Waylon Lewis upstairs.

“Waylon.” Joy Ward, sitting aside, anxiously rose to her feet and called out to Waylon Lewis.

Waylon Lewis turned and stared at her, his barely noticeable brows raised slightly, “Is there something else?”

Joy’s lips quivered, with emotions swirling in her eyes, her right hand tightly gripping her left wrist. She had thought that at least seeing her like this, Waylon would worry, would comfort her, but no, his expression was so indifferent it was as if she didn’t even exist in his eyes.

Joy opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing, unable to help but lower her head, her hands clenched tightly and tears filled her eyes with grievance.

Seeing Joy’s true feelings, Alitzel Williams, who saw her as her ideal daughter-in-law, stood up, walked over to Joy Ward, and had her sit down on the sofa with her.

“Aunt?” Joy’s eyes brimmed with tears, her lowered head and bitten lip expressing a pitiful and enduring sorrow that was deeply moving.

“Joy, don’t rush, take it slow, give Waylon some time,” Alitzel said with heartfelt emphasis.

Joy’s tears couldn’t stop falling as she murmured, “Aunt, I know, and I’m willing to wait for Waylon. I’ve waited five years already, and even if you ask me to wait another five, ten years, I’m willing. I’m not afraid of anything, only that Waylon might have someone else in his heart…” Joy stopped herself mid-sentence.

“Someone else in his heart?” Alitzel frowned, thinking Joy was being overly anxious.

Over the years, she hadn’t seen her stone-cold son showing affection for anyone. Even five years ago, when he agreed to marry Joy, Alitzel knew it was a promise he had made earlier.

“Aunt, I feel that Waylon still can’t let go of Hope Williams.” Joy didn’t want to admit it, but it was true based on what she observed over the past few days.

So she told Alitzel, who she knew despised Hope Williams, confident that Alitzel would strongly oppose Hope.

“What?” Alitzel’s grip on Joy’s hand tightened, “Impossible, Waylon couldn’t be hung up on that woman.”

“Aunt, although I’m not entirely sure, but the way Waylon protected Hope Williams today, saying he didn’t care…” Joy deliberately paused with a sigh, leaving her words hanging, prompting Alitzel to ponder them further.