She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Wholeheartedly in Love with Waylon Lewis

Alitzel Williams was silent for a moment, her eyes narrowing as she rose with authority, “It’s all because Hope Williams has been lingering around the Lewis Family, dead set on seducing Waylon. At first, I thought she was a kind-hearted girl, but you never really know someone just by their appearance. I never expected her to be so scheming. I absolutely won’t let her get close to Waylon again.”

Joy Ward, her plan having succeeded, wore a triumphant smile, feeling thoroughly satisfied. She immediately rose to follow Alitzel, affectionately taking her hand and said softly, “Aunt, don’t be upset. Hope isn’t worth it.”

“Joy, it’s only you who truly loves Waylon, asking nothing in return. There aren’t many girls like you left.”

Joy’s lips pressed together as a soft, tender smile spread across her face. She couldn’t help but glance upstairs—a subtle gesture that laid bare the little girl’s crush in the most obvious way.

Alitzel smiled, “If you want to go, then go.”

Joy immediately withdrew her gaze, her eyes fluttering uncertainly as she blushed, “Then Aunt, I’ll go up to see Waylon and chat with you later.”

Alitzel nodded, “Go ahead.”

Meanwhile, in the study…@@novelbin@@

Wyatt Lewis detailed the entire process of how he had witnessed Hope Williams treating the old man’s illness and shared his own suspicions with Waylon Lewis.

He had wanted to speak up earlier but never found the right opportunity.

Waylon sat in the CEO’s chair, still holding the mechanical dog Brother Jimmy. The warm glow of the lamp silently highlighted his perfect and handsome profile, his eyebrows knit together in a “川” shape.

“Are you saying that Joy Ward lied and that it was Hope who really saved Grandfather?” a deep voice rose, laced with a few layers of coldness.

“Yes, it’s always been Hope who saved Grandfather. Joy Ward is an impostor, claiming Hope’s credit and deceiving us all.” Wyatt’s face, usually not very expressive, was now serious.

Waylon’s fingers tapped on the desk intermittently. He didn’t speak, unclear how much he believed, but the chill in his eyes deepened.

At the doorway, Joy Ward clenched her hands tightly upon hearing their conversation.

Hope Williams had saved the old man…

How did Wyatt find out?

And he was so sure!

Impossible, Joy thought, clutching her chest, the suffocation making it hard to breathe. A sense of unprecedented fear enveloped her.

“Joy, what’s wrong?” Alitzel had intended to return to her room but saw Joy leaning against the corner of the study’s doorway and came over. Joy’s complexion was deathly pale, utterly bloodless, her whole body trembling.

“Joy, are you not feeling well?” Alitzel asked anxiously.

Startled, Joy looked up as Waylon and Wyatt, having heard the commotion, came out.

Seeing Joy in that state, Waylon’s brow furrowed slightly.

Wyatt’s lips pressed together, his furrowed brow showing a hint of disdain as he sneered, “What? Is your plan exposed, so now you play dead?”

“What plan is exposed?” Alitzel blinked, not understanding what they were talking about, nor why Joy had suddenly turned into such a state.

“You ask her!” Wyatt couldn’t bother to explain.

Alitzel looked between Waylon and Wyatt and then back at Joy, her gaze filled with questions.

Joy staggered, her legs gave way, and she fell backward.

She fainted!

Alitzel’s eyes suddenly widened, “Joy?”

“Quickly, take her to the hospital.”

“Damn, this is too much.” Wyatt placed his hands on his hips, pacing back and forth, his admiration for the woman’s acting talents renewed.

Joy was rushed to the hospital overnight and didn’t wake up until the next morning.

As usual, Hope Williams had surgery in the morning. She went over the surgical procedure early with several doctors and waited for the anesthesiologist to prepare the patient before starting the surgery.

After a morning’s worth of surgeries, Hope stepped out of the operating room and breathed a sigh of relief. The patient’s family, who had been waiting outside, rushed up, “Doctor Williams, how did it go?”

Hope removed her mask and smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, the surgery was very successful, but the patient is very weak now and needs to be taken to the ICU for observation for a few days.”

The patient’s family, overcome with emotion, grasped Hope’s hand and thanked her incessantly, almost bringing Hope to her knees.

Taken aback, Hope quickly helped the aunt up, “Auntie, please don’t do this.”

“Thank you, thank you, Doctor Williams. We went to several hospitals for this operation, and doctors said our old man’s heart condition was too unique and didn’t dare operate. Only you—thank you, you’re our family’s savior,” the aunt said, gripping Hope’s hand, shaking with emotion.

Hope smiled warmly, “Auntie, you flatter me. Treating patients is our duty as doctors. I will send you the post-operative care instructions later.”

“Alright, thank you, thank you.”

It took a while for Hope to extricate herself from the family’s enthusiastic thanks, only to see Aurora Wood hurriedly running over.

“What’s the matter?”