She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 136

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 136

The man, holding his drink, grinned cheekily, “Hey, isn’t this Assistant Hughes from
Brother Waylon’s side? Since when did the Lewis family have such a gorgeous lady?”

Andrew Morris thought that anyone who could have Waylon Lewis’s personal assistant
shadowing them must be some favored young lady of the Lewis family. Despite having
been around the block, he couldn’t recall ever having seen this beauty. Maybe she just
cam e back from studying abroad.
He readily accepted this explanation.
Andrew Morris was entangling himself with Thomas Hughes, “I just want to talk to the
lady for a bit, I promise I won’t let her drink, relax, relax.”
“No, I’m very sorry, Young Master Morris …”
“What’s with you, so stubbornly honest? I just want to have a chat, exchange some
feelings.”
...
Thomas Hughes’s face turned cold, thinking, you want to ‘exchange feelings’ with
Waylon Lewis’s wife? Are you crazy?
Thomas Hughes, “What do you want to cha t about? I’ll chat with you.”
Andrew Morris was dumbfounded, “Am I crazy? What could I possibly have to talk about
with a big guy like you? Are you a freak?”
Thomas Hughes, “…”
Hope Williams, “…”
“Don’t block my way, geez, you really are something.” Thomas Hughes and Andrew
Morris got all tangled up.
Hope Williams couldn’t bear to watch their doggedness any longer and said with a light
smile, “Is there something you need, Young Master Morris?”
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“See, your Miss is talking to me. Back off, back off.” Andrew Morris took advantage of
Thomas Hughes’s momentary stupor and swiftly darted in front of Hope Williams.
He ran a hand through his hair stylishly, his handsome face bearing a mischievous,
rakish smile, “Ahem… Miss, let me introdu ce myself. My last name is Morris, first name
Andrew. And how might I address you?”
Hope Williams returned a gentle smile, “Hello, Hope Williams.”

Surname Williams — he remembered correctly that Mrs. Lewis also carried the surname
Williams; she really must b e a young lady related by marriage.
A glint passed through Andrew Morris’s eyes, all the better then. He decided he would
claim this related - by - marriage young lady and propose the very next day.
Seeing Andrew Morris smiling to himself, Hope Williams wonder ed if she had reason to
think this kid’s mind wasn’t quite right.
“Miss Williams, how about we exchange contact information to get to know each other
better? When you’re free, I’ll take you out for some fun.”
Hope Williams rejected outright, “No, thanks.”
“Hey, don’t be so quick to refuse. There’s no one in this region that Young Master
Morris doesn’t know. I’ve got your back from now on; you can walk sideways here…”
Hope Williams’s gaze slowly drifted up from Andrew Morris, tugging the corners of her
mouth ever so slightly.
“Cough…”
“Is something wrong, Miss Williams? Not feeling well? Is it a bit cold? To be honest, I
suddenly feel a chill too… Ah… Hey… What the fuck…”
Andrew Morris’s collar was suddenly grabbed from behind, and he was irritated. How
dare someone grab him by the collar? Was this person looking for death?
As he turned to curse, he was met with an extremely handsome face. The eyebrows
above that face were tightly furrowed, the dark eyes filled with an ominous glint, and the
thin lips pressed into a firm line. The man exuded a chilling aura.
This person was… Waylon Lewis!
Andrew Morris still didn’t realize the gravity of the situation and grinned sheepishly at
Waylon, “Brother Waylon, long time no see.”
Waylon Lewis kept a stern face while Hope Williams picked up her glass without a word
and slowly took a sip.
“What are you doing?”
“Brother Waylon, I was chatting with your cousin,” Andrew said.
“Cousin?” Wyat t Lewis, who stood behind Waylon Lewis with one hand casually in his
pocket, couldn’t help but laugh.

Hope Williams’s brows twitched uncontrollably.
“Sister - in - law, since when did you become my brother’s cousin?”
Hope Williams shrugged slightly, “I have no idea.”
“Sister - in - law?” Andrew Morris’s face froze, unable to react in time.
Waylon Lewis had already walked up to Hope Williams and casually wrapped his arm
around her waist, drawing her into his embrace.
Hope Williams naturally didn’t resist, looking up slightly, “Why did you just get here?
Was there trouble at the company?”
Waylon Lewis’s demeanor was entirely different when facing the woman in his arms, his
gaze tender as he reached up to gently arrange some loose strands of Hope Williams’s
hair, “It w as nothing serious, don’t worry.”
“Mm.”
“Bored already?”
Hope Williams bit her lip slightly, “A little.”
“I’ll go greet Grandpa Fuller, and then we can leave.”
“Alright, then I’ll wait outside for you.”
Andrew Morris stood there stiff, his eyes filled with nothing but astonishment. His mind
was overrun with countless curses.
What had he just done? What on earth had he done?
He had just been flirting with Waylon Lewis’s wife!
He slowly turned his head toward Thomas Hughes, who had just desperately stopped
hi m. “Is it too late to go die now?”
Thomas shrugged his shoulders.
The shock wasn’t just for Andrew Morris; everyone around was agape.
Waylon Lewis naturally attracted everyone’s attention. They watched as Waylon walked
in that direction. Initially, they th ought he was going to find Young Master Morris, but his
gaze stayed on the woman in front of Andrew Morris.

Then he directly wrapped his arm around the woman’s waist, and Young Master Lewis
openly referred to the woman as — his sister - in - law!
That woman was actually Waylon Lewis’s wife!
Good heavens!
Many young noblemen cast grateful glances toward Thomas Hughes, who had just
stopped them from approaching her.
Their eyes were as if they were looking at their own reborn parents.
Mia Fuller stood aside, taking in the scene before her eyes.
She had just been standing at the doorway, planning to greet Waylon Lewis, but his
gaze went around the banquet hall and finally settled on a corner, unwavering, and he
walked straight toward it.
He perfectly ig nored her.
And in his eyes, there was only Hope Williams.
A crack finally appeared on Mia Fuller’s perfect composure, her hand clutching tightly,
and she watched a silhouette closely following Hope Williams, a cold smile curling at
her lips.
The Fuller fam ily’s estate was about the same size as the Lewis family’s old house, with
beautifully carved beams and paintings, winding corridors, and scenery every three
steps, a person every five steps.
Hope Williams walked out calmly.
“Hope Williams.”
A cold voice c ame from behind her.
Hope stopped in her tracks, turned around, her brows moved slightly, and saw Joy
Ward standing behind her.
Encountering Joy here, Hope wasn’t too surprised.
Her expression was serene and unaffected, with very little emotion in her cool eyes.
“Are you satisfied after making me suffer so much?” Joy approached step by step, her
gaze sweeping past the nearby swimming pool, then moving back to Hope.

Hope furrowed her brows, her gaze growing colder, “It’s your own doing.”
“No, it’s your fault .” Joy roared, “My mother died because of you, our entire family is in
chaos now.”
Hope’s eyes were clear and cold, her voice calm and measured, “Your mother died
because of you. Don’t you have a clue? Isn’t this a mess of your own making?”
“Hope Williams, I want you to pay for my mother’s life…” As Joy finished her sentence,
she fiercely grabbed Hope’s arm and yanked her into the swimming pool with her.
“Splash” were heard twice.
Hope felt a tightness in her chest. She couldn’t swim, and Joy clung fiercely to her arm,
pulling her downward with a vengeance, intent on drowning her.
“Get off.”
Hope desperately struggled to break free from Joy’s grasp.
During the struggle, her body sank even further.
Joy looked crazed, “How comfortable does it feel, Hope Willia ms? You despicable
woman, you deserve to die. The pain I’ve suffered, I’ll make you experience it all. Go
die.”
Hope flailed in the water, unable to touch the bottom, choking on who knows how much
water.
Joy laughed madly. As people approached, she screamed at the top of her lungs,
“Help… help me, help…”
Suddenly there was a “splash” as someone jumped in.
Then another “splash” followed.
Two men swam quickly toward Hope.
Hope didn’t know how much water she’ d inhaled. All she felt was her body continuously
sinking.
Then a strong arm grabbed her hand, pulling her close, wrapping around her waist to
keep her nose and mouth above the water.
Alexander Knox’s expression was dark, “Hang in there a little longer, I’ m bringing you
up now.”

“Waylon, save me, save me!” Joy screamed out.
Waylon Lewis’s gaze, however, didn’t stray from Hope for a second. He pushed
Alexander away and quickly pulled the woman into his arms. Hope’s hands instinctively
rested on his shoulders .
Alexander watched the person being forcefully taken away by Waylon, his look
becoming even colder.
Waylon Lewis rescued Hope onto the shore as quickly as possible, and fortunately, it
was timely — she had only choked on a few mouthfuls of water, and she co ughed
violently a few times on the shore.
Waylon’s face darkened, he kept patting Hope’s back lightly to help her catch her
breath, “Are you okay?”
Hope, holding her chest, nodded her head.
Wyatt Lewis followed close behind, seeing Waylon and Hope both soa ked, his face
darkened, and he couldn’t help but quicken his steps, “Brother, what happened to sister -
in - law?”