She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 276

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 276

made Hope Williams’s face turn even redder.
His kisses landed on her delicate neck as Hope tilted her head back, cooperating with
him.
“Knock knock.”
A very polite and rhythmic knocking sound came from the door.
The pass ion between the two stiffened, and Hope quickly lifted her head to look at the
door.
Waylon’s face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Hope hurriedly got up, quickly straightened her clothes, pressed down on Waylon’s
shoulders, and made him l ie back properly on the bed, even covering him with the
blanket as if to hide something.
After making sure everything was in order, Hope checked everything again.
Seeing Hope act this way, Waylon really felt both frustrated and helpless, “Wife, you
make it seem like we are having an affair.”
“You are the one having an affair.”
After making sure everything was in place, Hope cleared her throat, “Please come in.”
The door opened.
“Director Woods?”
Director Woods walked in with a friendly smile, “Little Hope, I came to see how
President Lewis is doing. President, are you feeling better?”

Good! He’s feeling great!
Absolutely brimming with energy!
Thinking about what they had just been doing, Hope felt a bit guilty and tucked her
fallen hair behind her ear, silen tly turning back.
Waylon’s face was expressionless, showing a deep animosity towards Director Woods.
Seeing Waylon not responding, Director Woods felt awkward and looked uneasily at
Hope.
Hope made faces and signaled several looks at Waylon.
Waylon looked as if he desperately wanted to throw Director Woods out, completely
ignoring Hope’s cues.
“Waylon, are you deaf?” Hope persistently raised her eyebrows at him.
Only then did Waylon glance at Director Woods, “Thanks for your concern, I’m feeling
terrible.”
“That’s good, that’s good… Ah?”
Director Woods didn’t quite catch on at first, wondering why Waylon seemed to bear a
grudge against him like sworn enemies.
When had he offended him? Surely not.
Besides because of Hope, he had no interactions with him, so w here could the offense
have come from?
Seeing this, Hope quickly stepped in to smooth things over, “Director Woods, he’s fine,
he’s really fine. He just loves to joke around. Please sit, I’ll go make you a cup of tea.”
Director Woods, a bit perplexed but g iven an out by Hope, didn’t dwell on it much.
But internally, he couldn’t help criticising, they say that President Lewis has a weird
temper, cold and ruthless, indeed just as unpredictable as they said.
Thinking this, Director Woods looked empathetically towards Hope as she went to make
tea.
Sigh, even though married into a wealthy family, having such a cold, unpredictable
husband, Hope’s days must be hard. She probably has to be extremely cautious around
Young Master Lewis.

And after that surgery incident , probably Hope’s days have become even harder.
Director Woods sat down, sighed twice while hanging his head.
Waylon frowned, looking at him queerly.
Pausing for a second, Director Woods, despite the increasing chill, spoke up, “President
Lewis, did you ha ve a quarrel with Little Hope?”
Waylon bit his molar, about to reply, but Director Woods continued.
“About Little Hope refusing to perform your surgery, she really was in a difficult position,
you can’t blame her. She had already started a surgery on her p atient, and as the lead
surgeon, if she had left, it could have likely resulted in the patient’s death. As a doctor,
she must be responsible for her patient, that’s her duty, so please don’t argue with her.”
“But she really cares about you, she ran to you right after surgery, not even catching her
breath after several major surgeries, already exhausted, and then she was suddenly
disoriented. All her thoughts were with you…”
“Beaten? Who hit her?”
Waylon’s black eyes instantly narrowed, a thousandfold chill spreading rapidly.
“You didn’t know? She didn’t tell you?” Director Woods urgently slapped his thigh. “This
child likes to hide everything and digest it by herself.”
“Who hit her?” Waylon Lewis asked coldly.
Director Woods, with great difficulty, answered, “It was Chairman Lewis – Chairman
Lewis reprimanded Little Hope for not prioritizing your surgery and impulsively raised his
hand to her.”
Under the low pressure, Director Woods tremulously lowered his head.
Just staying here for this short time, Director W oods felt a continual chill down his back.
Why did President Lewis seem even angrier after speaking only a few words?
The aura around him was terrifying.
He couldn’t help but feel even more sympathy for Hope Williams.
Living with a man with such a bad temp er, how much suffering must Hope endure,
forever at the mercy of his moods?

Ah!
Such a good girl, yet she has to endure such hardship.
Hope Williams handed Director Woods a cup of freshly brewed hot tea. As she
approached, she noticed something was off her e.
This atmosphere…
Director Woods looked deeply at Hope Williams.
Hope Williams was bewildered by Director Woods’s extremely sympathetic gaze.
“Is there something wrong, Director Woods?”
“Nothing.” With a sigh, Director Woods stood up and did not linger a ny longer, as he
had already said all he needed to say.
There were some things he needed to discuss privately with Hope, to earnestly advise
her to escape from her distress as soon as possible.
“If there’s nothing else, I should go now. Little Hope, take c are of yourself.”
‘Take care of yourself?’
Hope Williams’s brow twitched as she watched Director Woods’s retreating figure,
sensing a deeper meaning to his words.
She turned back to look at Waylon Lewis. “What were you just talking about? Why did
Director Woods leave in such a hurry?”
Waylon Lewis reached out his hand, and Hope naturally put hers into his, her small
hand tightly clasped. Hope sat down beside him, observing Waylon’s still somber
expression, and gently asked, “What’s wrong?”
Waylon Lewis star ed at Hope Williams’s cheek, his eyes filled with pain. “Does it still
hurt?”
Hope pursed her lips, instinctively raising her hand to touch her cheek, and shook her
head. “It doesn’t hurt anymore, did Director Woods tell you?”
“Mhm, you’ve been wronged!” W aylon Lewis clenched his teeth. “I won’t let you suffer in
vain.”
No one could harm his people, no matter who they were.

“What are you going to do? He’s your father, and he was worried about you in that
moment of urgency. I don’t blame him. I didn’t tell y ou because I didn’t want you to be
caught between him and me, I didn’t want it to be this way, so let it go, it already doesn’t
hurt.”
Waylon’s lips pressed into a tight line.
Hope raised her hand gently to smooth Waylon’s furrowed brows. “Don’t be angry
a nymore, I’m really okay, you’ve already done so much for me. Your dad has now
compromised and agreed not to separate us; that’s enough, let’s not hold grudges.”
Waylon was not comforted by her words.
She was excessively sensible, never crying or making a s cene when she encountered
problems.
A sense of apology and guilt washed over him, making his heart ache.
There were so many things he didn’t know about. She dealt with them secretly and
endured silently just not to trouble him.
He reached out to hold Hope in his arms, their foreheads gently touching.
“I’m sorry for all the suffering you’ve had to endure.”
Tenderly, he kissed her brows, her cheeks, and her lips.
He desperately wanted to comfort her.
Hope let him kiss her, her eyes filled with love.
“Hope, ne xt time you feel wronged, please tell me. I can’t bear to touch my girl even
slightly, so why should anyone else, even if it’s him?”
Hope lifted her eyes, giving Waylon a slight smile. “Yes, I understand.”