She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 52: Chapter 52 Hope Williams Goes Fishing

“…” Hope Williams gritted her teeth, her tone suddenly changing as she sneered coldly, “Is that my problem, or is President Lewis just being jealous?”

“Heh.” The man’s jaw tightened slightly as he let out a low chuckle, “Do you think you’re worthy of my jealousy? You were once my woman, and now, even if I don’t want you, no one else is allowed to lay a finger on you, get it?”

A layer of frost coated Waylon Lewis’s handsome face as his domineering words directly assailed her heart.

Hope’s expression stiffened slightly as she stared coldly at Waylon Lewis, “You’re sick, and you need treatment. I suggest you see a psychiatrist.”

“I’ll take your advice.” Waylon Lewis’s thin lips curled up mockingly as he reached out his long fingers to lightly adjust her tousled hair.

Hope blinked, utterly confused about what this man really wanted to do. Such an intimate gesture, however, elicited gasps from those around them.

Hope felt her hand being gripped tightly. She tried to pull her hand away, but the man had no intention of letting go, in fact, he gripped it even tighter.

“Where are you taking me?” Hope asked, lowering her voice.

Waylon Lewis leaned in closer to her, his voice low and magnetic as he whispered in her ear, “You’ll know when we get there.”

Hope felt her ears turn slightly red.

Everyone’s hearts trembled with them; this man’s every action was fatally alluring.

“Ahhh… why is it always Doctor Williams? Why do all the outstanding men fancy Doctor Williams?”

“I wish a domineering CEO would sweep me into his arms. Save me, this man is so handsome, I’m in love.”

“Why not me, why isn’t it me? Oh my god, I’m going to die of jealousy, Doctor Williams is just too blessed.”

“But it looks like Doctor Williams is two-timing, with Doctor Myers tenderly delivering medicine before, and now the overbearing CEO embracing her, is Doctor Williams actually fishing?”

“Now that you mention it, that does seem likely. If it’s true, that’s shameless. Hey, did you hear? Doctor Williams seduced her own professor in college, and that’s why she got expelled.”

“Who said that, is there any proof? That’s explosive news. We always saw Doctor Williams as a cold goddess, indifferent and low-key, but who knew she was this vile behind the scenes?”

“I know, right? But look how beautiful she is, with such a perfect shell, can men resist?”

“Exactly, exactly.”

It wasn’t until Hope was dragged to the eighteenth floor by the man that she realized they were clearly headed for Joy Ward’s hospital room.

“Waylon Lewis, let me go.”

The man paid her no mind. Hope couldn’t match his strength, and she was pulled directly into the hospital room.

Seeing Waylon Lewis arrive, Joy Ward’s feeble face immediately brightened with a gentle smile, “Waylon… Hope?”@@novelbin@@

Hope did not miss the fleeting crack in her expression.

Emotions surged in Joy’s eyes, but she fiercely suppressed them, again and again, until she forced out a weak, strained smile.

Two elegantly dressed ladies sat on the sofa next to the hospital bed, one being Alitzel Williams and the other Joy Ward’s mother Kaeli Thompson. Tears stained Joy’s face, her eyes red and swollen as if she had just been crying.

As soon as Hope arrived, all eyes were on her, and the atmosphere became awkward and tense. Hope slightly tugged at her lips—this situation felt very much like a public trial, and she was the accused!

And their glares—it almost made Hope wonder if she had desecrated their ancestral graves overnight.

“The second young master must be deceived by this woman, spouting nonsense,” Kaeli Thompson couldn’t help but snort coldly. “Alitzel, we are sisters, and you’ve seen our Joy grow up. You know her better than anyone. She went abroad to study medicine to treat the old master’s heart disease, and she’s had a hard time. She did it so one day she could cure the old master, and now she’s done it, yet this woman wants to take credit. Our Joy is like swallowing bitter aloes, she can’t speak of her bitterness.”

As Kaeli spoke, she pressed her lips together and tears began to flow, her expression one of great grievance.

Seeing this, Alitzel Williams frowned and comforted, “Kaeli, I naturally know that Joy treated the old master, and that can’t be faked, nor taken away by anyone else. I, of course, don’t believe this woman’s words, and our Wyatt is straightforward, he must have been deceived by this woman.”

Hope, not knowing the full story, listened in a fog, “What do you mean taking credit? Joy swallowing bitter aloes with unspoken bitterness? What about Wyatt Lewis being straightforward, so he’s deceived by me?”

Hope’s brow knotted slightly.

“Do you believe me, Waylon? I’ve tried my best to save grandfather. I’m not seeking credit or glory, but I can’t let Miss Williams frame me like this, Waylon, I’m human too, I feel wronged. All I ask is to be vindicated.”

Joy’s lips were tightly clenched, a picture of forbearance before her tears heart-rendingly fell.

“Wait a minute.”

Hope couldn’t help but raise her hand to interrupt her.

“What do you mean I’m framing you?”