She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 66: Chapter 66 Bringing Persistent Haunting to the Extreme

Elder Murphy’s deep-set eyes narrowed, “What demand?”

Hope Williams smiled faintly, “Quite simple, if I win, I’d like you to apologize for all the doubts you’ve had about me today.”

Elder Murphy stared at Hope Williams for half a second, and finally smiled meaningfully, “Young lady, let’s talk about it after you win.”

Given her current reputation, to be voted as department head by all the medical staff in the hospital was essentially pushing herself toward a dead end.

They all knew full well that Hope Williams couldn’t possibly win.

A woman with a tarnished reputation, rumored to be of poor conduct, who had been suspended shortly after taking up her post—it was uncertain if she would even get any patients in the future.

What could she possibly use to prove herself, to conquer everyone in the hospital?

But she was ultimately too proud.

Impossible just meant impossible, without any suspense.

But she didn’t believe it…

She said, “No, I will win.”

Her eyes were full of determination.

“Ha-ha, well then, I’ll wait and see!”

Joy Ward had never been as thrilled as she was at that moment—within a month, Hope Williams would become a laughingstock to everyone.@@novelbin@@

It couldn’t be too wonderful.

This time she would not only pull her down from her department head position, but she would also make it impossible for her to stay in the hospital.

No, not just the hospital.

The entire medical field, causing her to be despised, her reputation ruined, not even able to see a single patient—thinking about all this filled Joy Ward’s heart with surging excitement.

Hope Williams, just you wait.

You’re finished.

Hope Williams had been delayed inside for more than half an hour, and when she came out, she hurriedly dialed Luke’s phone.

“Mommy,” came Luke and Willow’s milk-soft voices. As soon as Hope Williams heard the voices of her two darlings, the gloom in her heart was swept away.

Hope Williams asked with tender laughter, “Babies, has Aunt Bailey brought you home?”

Hope Williams had recently found a new housekeeper, especially for times when she was busy, to pick up and drop off Luke and Willow—she definitely didn’t want a repeat of the kids sneaking out again.

It was too frightening, and another instance might as well land Hope Williams straight in the operating room herself.

“Aunt Bailey has already brought us home, but Mommy, are you working overtime again today, why couldn’t you come to pick us up?” Willow asked softly.

“Yeah, Mommy, you’ve been really busy lately,” Luke pouted slightly, also slightly dissatisfied, “But how was your meal with Daddy today? Have you guys made up? Did you clear things up? Did Daddy make you mad?”

That was their real concern.

Suddenly bombarded with a slew of questions, Hope Williams laughed helplessly, not knowing which to answer first, then said after thinking, “Everything’s quite good.”

“What about the details? The process?” The little kids seemed relentless, continuing to insist.

“Are you two possessed by Aria Richardson right now? Why are you even gossippier than your godmother?” An exasperated Hope Williams rubbed her forehead.

“Your voice sounds really good today, Mommy, and there’s even a bit of laughter,” Luke noted.

Hope Williams muted the smile from her lips, “Really?”

“Yes, really.” Keen as little detectives, they didn’t let any detail slip, and after a series of persistent questions, Hope Williams finally relented.

“Alright, Mommy has to visit Grandpa Lewis at the Lewis house later today, so you two stay home and behave. Aunt Bailey will cook for you.”

“Okay, Mommy, just take care of yourself, we’ll be waiting for you to come back.”

“Alright, my loves.”

“Bye, Mommy, love you~”

Hope Williams held her phone as she walked downstairs; behind her, a smug voice sounded, “Hope Williams.”

Hope Williams’ neat eyebrows slightly furrowed, but she didn’t stop walking, and the person kept self-assuredly following next to her, sneering, “Haven’t you given up yet?”

“You surely take ‘haunting’ to the extreme,” Hope Williams said with a bland voice.

“Ha, it won’t take a month before you’re out of this hospital, and after that, we won’t see each other again. I naturally want to see more of you. Hope Williams, if I were you, I’d just give up early to spare the last shred of embarrassment; I’d even feel embarrassed for you.”

Joy Ward laughed uproariously, jubilant as if she had already seen Hope Williams leave the hospital in humiliation, and herself as the victor, surely destined for the position of department head.

Hope Williams coldly scoffed without responding.

“Hope Williams, you just wait, this time I’m going to make sure you lose face so badly, you won’t be able to stay in the medical field.”

“Fine, I’ll be waiting.”

Hope Williams didn’t want to entangle herself with this woman any longer, not wanting to say another word; she quickly walked out.

Outside, unknown when, it had begun to drizzle, and being deep into autumn, a chill had set in. Hope Williams wasn’t dressed very warmly and slightly shivered her shoulders, her gaze drifting far off. Through the hazy drizzle, she saw a tall and commanding figure.

The man had refined and handsome features, exuding a distinguished grace under his black umbrella, an innate authoritative aura surrounding him.

He slowly walked forward with his umbrella, pausing in front of her, his hand gesturing slightly as the umbrella shifted toward her side.

The man’s strong presence engulfed Hope Williams, and she, slightly dazed, looked up at the imposing figure before her.

“Have you been waiting long?” His low, magnetic voice gradually resonated in her ear.

Hope Williams gently shook her head, “I just came down, actually. You don’t have to come over if you’re busy, I could have gone there by myself.”

No sooner had Hope Williams finished speaking than that persistent voice suddenly chimed in behind her, “Waylon.”

Joy Ward came over with a smile, naturally walking up to Waylon Lewis’ side. She could even afford to completely ignore Hope Williams’ presence, calmly and gently clutching Waylon’s hand.

Yet, no matter how composed she appeared, Hope Williams still noticed her forced smile and uncontrollable panic.

Fearful she was a second too late, and Waylon might be taken from her.

“Waylon, how did you know I was being discharged today, and even made a special trip to pick me up? Thank you. By the way, I was planning to visit Grandpa Lewis today. It’s perfect, let’s go together.”