She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 255

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 255

this have to do with that woman?”
“Grandpa, do you remember the quarrel we had with her at the hospital? After that, she
immediately ran to Brother Waylon to complain. Brother Waylon was originally very
satisfied with my proposal, but Hope Willi ams kept egging him on, and he listened only
to her. Hope incited Brother Waylon not to cooperate with us, the Fuller Clan. She also
said…”
Vivia Fuller bit her lip fiercely, as if she couldn’t bring herself to say what came next.
By this point, Old Master Fuller’s inner rage had reached its peak, and through gritted
teeth, he asked, “What else did she say?”

“She also said that our Fuller Clan simply couldn’t measure up to the Lewis Clan, and
that working with us was doing us a favo r… Grandpa, that’s exactly what she said at the
time, and that’s why Brother Waylon refused to cooperate with us.”
Vivia Fuller said loudly, fuming. Of course, she would never admit that it was her failed
seduction of Waylon Lewis that had angered him and led to this outcome.
Vivia Fuller knelt on the ground, trembling, and after she finished speaking, Old Master
Fuller slammed his teacup onto the table with a heavy thud.
“That woman is preposterous, daring to belittle the Fuller Clan like that! Who does sh e
think she is? She’s indeed a deeply calculating woman.”
Vivia Fuller’s eyes were downcast, filled with unshed tears as she continued, “Grandpa,
but I also have to blame myself for not securing the collaboration. It’s my fault. Punish
me, it’s because I’m too incompetent to argue with that woman.”
Old Master Fuller glanced at Vivia Fuller with heavy eyes, a touch of sympathy rising in
his heart.
It was all because Hope Williams had deliberately driven a wedge between them, and
now Waylon Lewis was deeply t rapped in it. It seemed that no matter how hard she
tried, it would be to no avail.
Old Master Fuller sighed and helped Vivia Fuller to her feet, “Alright, stop crying. You
can’t blame yourself for this. She intended to create trouble, and what could you d o?
But I really underestimated that woman’s capabilities.”
Wiping the tears from her face and sniffling, Vivia Fuller said, “I didn’t expect her to lack
such an overall vision, to ruin the company’s collaboration for her selfish gains.”
Old Master Fuller h uffed heavily, “I will have a talk with Christopher Lewis tomorrow and
see if he still has any control over his son and daughter - in - law.”
A swift shade of malice flickered across Vivia Fuller’s face.
After dinner, Hope Williams was watching cartoons in the living room with the kids but
noticed that Waylon Lewis hadn’t come down.
Luke and Willow looked curiously upstairs, “Mommy, why isn’t Daddy clinging to you
anymore? Doesn’t he usually love to cling to you the most?”
Chewing on a strawberry, Hope Williams paused and unintentionally glanced upstairs
herself before replying, “He’s probably also dealing with some annoying issues, ’emo,’
you know.”

“‘Emo’?”
“It means he’s feeling depressed.”
“Why is he depressed? Did you bully him again, Mommy?” Luke asked cur iously.
Hope Williams pursed her lips, thinking about how to answer Luke’s question, “He’s
probably feeling bad about something he did wrong and is reflecting on it.”
“Sigh, Daddy just doesn’t learn, always messing up, not like Luke and Willow, who are
so well - behaved.”
Hope Williams chuckled and ruffled the two soft little faces, “Yes, yes, you two are the
best. Alright, my well - behaved children, it’s nine o’clock. Isn’t it bedtime?”
“But the cartoon isn’t over yet.” The two little ones were still engrosse d and looked at
Hope Williams with puppy - dog eyes.
Seeing their bright, imploring eyes, Hope Williams couldn’t refuse and indulgently
agreed, “Alright then, but you must go to sleep after this episode is over.”
The kids’ eyes sparkled, and they quickly agr eed, “Okay.”
With a tender smile, Hope Williams noted that the cartoon ended quicker than expected,
and though not yet sleepy, the kids obediently went back to their room to sleep.
Hope Williams stayed with them for a while before returning to her own room .
In her room, she didn’t find Waylon Lewis; he was probably in the study. Without
overthinking, Hope Williams switched off the lights, sat on the bed, and turned on a
nightlight to wait for him.
A short while later, the door opened.
Hope Williams looked up and saw Waylon Lewis coming in with a blanket in his arms.
She watched, puzzled, as he spread the blanket on the floor and lay down, the
movement coming so naturally to him.
Hope sat up and looked down at him with a confused express ion, “What are you doing?
Why aren’t you coming up to the bed to sleep?”
“…I don’t deserve to.”
“…”
Hope tugged at her lips, “Is this some kind of self - imposed punishment?”

Waylon replied, “I’m trying to get off with a lighter sentence.”
Seeing his pitiabl e appearance, Hope couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, “I’m not
blaming you, nor did I say it was your fault; you don’t need to be so self - aware.”
“You’re angry.”
“How can you tell?”
“Your look at me was very cold.”
Hope blinked her eyes, realizing that i t was because of that one look she had given him,
he had been under the impression that she was angry over Vivia Fuller hugging him, so
he had taken it upon himself to be punished.
Waylon’s self - awareness brought a twinge of heartache to Hope.
After a mome nt’s thought, Hope got down from the bed and snuggled into the makeshift
bedding on the floor, deftly squeezing into his arms.
Caught off guard by her soft and fragrant embrace, Waylon lifted his head and kissed
her on the jaw, then nestled into his chest and asked with a resigned air, “Can’t I just be
jealous?”
With his eyes deep as ink, Waylon stared intently at her and hugged her body tight,
“You’re only jealous?”
“Yeah, seeing another woman hug my man, of course I got jealous. At that moment
inside, I r eally wanted to come out and tear Vivia Fuller apart, but then I thought about it
being your company; it wouldn’t look good to make a scene. Otherwise, it would just be
a laughing stock.”
Hope laughed, “So I chose the calmest method to handle it, and it wo rked quite well.
Vivia Fuller was so embarrassed she could hardly find a hole to crawl into.”
Waylon breathed a sigh of relief, tenderly stroking her hair, “My wife is the most
sensible.”
Hope licked her lips, thought of something, and sat up to straddle h im. She bent over,
playfully pinching Waylon’s face with both hands, and leaned on him, staring intently
into his eyes.
Waylon’s heart skipped a beat at Hope’s sudden action.
“Waylon Lewis~ ”
“Hmm?”

“I’ve come to realize your face really has the potential t o be that of a playboy. Look at
how many women are fond of you. Vivia Fuller is even willing to be your mistress. I bet if
you weren’t so wealthy, there’d be a bunch of rich women fighting to keep you.”
“What did you say?” Waylon’s eyebrows furrowed.
“A bu nch of rich women fighting to keep you,” Hope continued her candid remark, “But
luckily you’re wealthy. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have the money to keep you, and you’d
probably belong to someone else.”
Waylon took her hand that was lightly pinching his face an d held it, while his other arm
wrapped around her body, pulling her even closer to himself.
“Should we then be thankful together that I’m wealthy?”
Seeing the exasperation in his eyes as she teased him, Hope burst into laughter, “Yes,
we should be thankful .”
Waylon lifted his hand and gently tapped her nose, saying with resignation, “You’re
such a tease.”
After a moment of contemplation, Hope fearlessly continued to ask, “But Waylon, I’m
quite curious, Vivia Fuller might be a bit off - putting, but she’s got the looks and the
body. How did you resist such a seductress throwing herself at you?”