She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 27

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 27

Alitzel Williams glared at her son, each one failing to give her peace of mind.

Joy Ward lowered her head and sighed softly, her eyes flashing with deep sadness and
help lessness, “Auntie, don’t blame them, it’s me who’s not good enough.”
While speaking, tears continued to spin in her eyes, her demeanor sad and distressed
yet still speaking up for them, stirring pity in Alitzel’s heart.
Such a good girl, and yet they don’t appreciate her.
“Joy, don’t be sad, you know Waylon is all about his work, he’s just wooden. You’re so
great; give him some time, and he’ll see your worth.”
Joy Ward could only bite her lip and nod, her eyes filled with sadness.
After a moment of silence, seeing the awkward atmosphere, Alitzel tried to change the
subject, “By the way, Joy, I must thank you. Thanks to you, the old man is much better
now; it’s all your merit, you are a great benefactor to our Lewis Family.”
Joy’s beautiful face slowly relaxe d, her voice soft, “Auntie, you are too kind. Saving
Grandpa Lewis was my duty, and I’m glad I could help.”
“Good child,” Alitzel admired Joy more and more, “Joy, please take good care of
Grandpa Lewis.”
“I will do my best to save Grandpa Lewis…”
Wyatt Lew is’s chopsticks snapped onto the dining table.
Has nobody told her that her seriously gentle and weak facade makes her look very
cheap when she seriously lies?
“Enough already.”
With that, Wyatt Lewis abruptly stood up, his fists clenched, his face a mix o f anger and
disbelief.
Everyone looked at Wyatt, puzzled; he had been off - kilter all through dinner, his face
cold as if he harbored significant complaints against someone.
Joy was startled by Wyatt’s outburst, shrinking back, her expression one of shocked
surprise as she faced Wyatt’s cold, angry gaze.
Joy was taken aback, at a loss for words.
“People need a face, and trees need bark; those who shamelessly abandon their dignity
truly are invincible.”

Wyatt had never seen such a shameless woman, how could she comfortably accept
praise that wasn’t hers?
Frustrated, Wyatt kicked the chair away and stormed out.
Joy was completely baffled, watching Wyatt leave, her hands unconsciously tightening;
she lowere d her head, embodying pity, innocence, and grievance.
She bit her lip, her face pale, and suddenly tears started, “Did I… did I do something
wrong?”
Alitzel was also confused; everyone today was acting so strangely, as if they had
swallowed nuclear bombs.
She immediately went over to Joy, slightly embarrassed, “Uhh… don’t mind them two,
I’ll talk to them later.”
…
Hope Williams finished inserting the last needle for Grandpa Lewis, exhaling deeply,
signaling the end of the two - hour treatment.
After removing the Silver Needle, Hope carefully covered Grandpa Lewis with a blanket
and wrote down his prescription. She shouldn’t stay long, intending to hand the
prescription to Wyatt and had some words for him.
But upon opening the double doors of the room and scann ing the empty corridor, Hope
stepped back inside, calling Wyatt, but no one answered.
Hope lingered by the door, her phone in hand, exhaling anxiously before returning to
Grandpa Lewis’s bedside, placing the prescription in a conspicuous spot to avoid it
b eing overlooked. After doing everything, she prepared to leave.
Wyatt had warned her that today, Alitzel and Christopher were home; to avoid detection,
Hope was even more careful, her steps barely audible.
Hope gently pushed open the double doors and then carefully closed them behind her.
All was silent around her, unsettlingly so.
Just as she was about to leave, Hope suddenly felt something odd behind her.
She swallowed, and as she slowly turned her head, her gaze met with the man’s.
“Ah.”

Though she was p repared, the sudden appearance of the person still startled her.
Under the fluorescent light, the man’s handsome features seemed even colder, his tall
and robust presence imposing. And at that moment, his deep eyes were examining her,
almost piercing her s oul.
Hope tensed up, her head bowing as she touched her forehead, thinking why Waylon
Lewis was also here, Wyatt hadn’t mentioned this!
Caught red - handed, what to do?
“Who allowed you to come?”
Hope steadied herself, frowned slightly, really wanting to bla me the unreliable Wyatt,
but she held back, taking a deep breath, “I came on my own.”
At that moment, Wyatt finally remembered Hope was still in Grandpa Lewis’s room,
treating him. He hurried over only to see his brother confronting Hope.
Oh my God!
It’s s crewed!
Wyatt rushed to intervene, “Bro, this…”
“Let go of me,” Hope was dragged into the room by Waylon, “Hey, you…”
“No, not… hey, bro, calm down, I…”
Wyatt couldn’t finish his sentence before he saw Hope being pulled into the room by
Waylon.
He was about to follow when the door slammed shut in his face, leaving him shut out.
“…”
It was over, he really messed up this time.
Good luck, sister - in - law.
In the room, Hope found herself pinned against the wall by Waylon, his cold fingers on
her chin, his dark eyes scrutinizing her, “You really walk right into the trap, don’t you?”