She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 222

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 222

Lewis’s lecherous eyes flickered with uncontrollable flames.
Hope Williams gently patted Aria Richardson on the shoulder, “I’m going to the
restroom, I’ll be back so on. Don’t wander off, wait for me, okay?”
Aria seemed a bit tipsy, and squinted her eyes as she nodded, “Okay, you go ahead.
Don’t worry, I definitely won’t run off.”
Hope shook her head helplessly, asked a waiter to keep an eye on Aria, and took away
all of Aria’s drinks before leaving.

Xavier’s gaze followed Hope’s figure, and his eyes were full of desire as he muttered to
himself, “If I could get her in bed, I’d die happy.”
After saying that, he downed his glass of alcohol and immediately got up, followi ng her
footsteps.
Hope came out of the restroom.
Suddenly, a chest pressed against her back, and Hope’s eyes went cold as she harshly
elbowed the man behind her.
The man gasped in pain and instantly let go of Hope.
Hope quickly put distance between them an d turned around to see a face she
recognized.
Xavier Lewis – the man who had been staring at her all day in the old man’s hospital
room, Waylon Lewis’s cousin.
“Cousin, you punch really hard.” Xavier rubbed the chest where Hope had hit him, but
the disgust ing smile still lingered on his face.
“What do you think you’re doing, Xavier?”
Hope’s voice was filled with a chilling tone.
“Relax, cousin, I just wanted to connect with you a bit,” Xavier shamelessly moved
closer, “Did you come to the bar alone tonight because you fought with cousin Waylon?
Tell me about it, let’s chat.”
As he spoke, his sleazy hand reached towards Hope.
Hope dodged the hand, her eyes void of warmth, “Please have some respect.”
Hope turned and walked toward the bustling crowd.
Xavier had no intention of letting this opportunity slip by; he had found her extremely
beautiful in the hospital room.
He had never seen such a beautiful woman.
At that moment, he had a thousand thoughts of possessing her.
Xavier quickly caught up to her, grabbing Hope’s wrist, only to be fiercely shaken off,
but he laughed instead of getting angry, “Even when you’re angry, you look so pretty,
you’ve completely stolen my soul.”

“Get lost.”
Hope found this man utterly disgusting.
“Cousin, don’t reject me from a thous and miles away. What’s so good about Waylon
Lewis? He’s cold as ice, without a shred of warmth. Aren’t you fed up following him?
You might as well be with me. I can give you everything he can, how about that?”
Waylon Lewis was wealthy, and he was just as w ealthy. He was overly confident that he
could offer the same things to her.
Xavier shamelessly pressed on, “Cousin, think about it? I can give you more than he
ever will.”
“Where do you get this confidence? Get lost, or I’ll make you end up like your mothe r,”
Hope said, narrowing her eyes.
Xavier moved closer, grabbing Hope’s hand, “Cousin, don’t be so stubborn. What do
you like about Waylon Lewis? His power? His status? I’m telling you, all of that will be
mine in the future. Following me is the smart choi ce. Where am I lacking compared to
him?”
Meanwhile, at the Lewis family mansion, Waylon Lewis had just gotten home and
couldn’t find Hope anywhere in the house.
Hadn’t she come back yet?
A strong sense of familiarity surged in his heart, just like that tim e she had left quietly.
He spoke too harshly today. Did he make her angry? Did she leave?
The intense feeling of loss made him rush to Luke and Willow’s room.
The moment he pushed open the door, Luke and Willow, who were playing with Legos
on the floor, lo oked up at Waylon’s anxious face. They blinked, somewhat bewildered,
“Daddy, what’s wrong?”
Thank goodness!
Luke and Willow were still here; even if she left him, she wouldn’t leave Luke and
Willow.
This thought made Waylon chuckle self - deprecatingly.
“Whe re is she?”

“You don’t know where Mommy went?”
“…”
Luke looked at his watch, switched to the location - sharing app to check, then raised his
head to inform Waylon, “Godmother is upset, Mommy went with her. They’re at a bar
now. Daddy, maybe you should go pi ck up Mommy.”
Waylon paused for a moment, frowned, nodded, and immediately left.
“Keep your distance.” Hope raised her leg, aiming a kick at the man’s groin, but he
dodged it.
Xavier laughed shamelessly, “Cousin, if you don’t want to leave Waylon Lewis, th at’s
fine too. I don’t suggest we have an affair; it would be more thrilling, just one night with
me…”
“Slap.”
Hope raised her hand and fiercely slapped his shameless face, to bring him back to his
senses.
He was absolutely disgusting to Hope.
“What do you think you are? Comparing yourself with Waylon Lewis? Take a good look
in the mirror and see how you measure up to him in any way, and stop calling me
cousin; don’t forget, our families have already severed ties today. Every word from you
disgusts me.”
“Yo u…” Xavier raised his hand fiercely pointing at Hope, “You bitch, don’t push it…”
Hope quickly grabbed his pointing hand.
Xavier was startled; he tried to grab Hope’s hand in return.
The next moment, there was a crack.
The sound of a bone breaking echoed.
“Ah…” a scream like a slaughtered pig rose.
He didn’t react in time, as Hope turned, bent down, and forcefully threw him over her
shoulder.
“Bang.”
Xavier was thrown hard onto the ground.

He was confused, only the pain making him howl as he lay on the grou nd like a
wounded stray dog.
Hope dusted off her hands and looked down coldly at the dog on the ground.