She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 30

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 30

Hope Williams’s mind was weighed down with worries even after she got home.
She simply couldn’t grasp Waylon Lewis’s thoughts.
Five years ago, he had forced her to have an abortion; just a few days ago, he had
chased her to the airport, demanding to know the whereabouts of the child and then
detained her.
All these incidents accumulated in her mind, indicating to her that this man wanted to
take her child away, filling her with an immense fear of him.
But t oday, after he received a call from Willow, hearing Willow’s voice seemed to spark
surprise and anticipation in his eyes.
Even the way he spoke, there was a tentativeness that one might associate with a man
just beginning to experience fatherhood.
And he h ad actually allowed her to leave. If Waylon had chosen not to let her go today,
she would have had no chance of escaping, and with Luke and Willow potentially
leaving traces through that phone call, he would have been able to quickly locate them.
Yet, he h ad simply let her go without pursuing further. Hope was completely at a loss as
to what he was planning now.
Hope massaged her forehead, feeling somewhat exhausted.
“Mommy, did I cause you trouble today by calling?” Willow asked, with her little mouth
purs ed remorsefully as she looked up at Hope.
Gently stroking Willow’s hair and holding her close, Hope comforted her, “Not at all,
Willow.”
Hope then looked to Luke at her side and embraced him, whispering softly, “My little
darlings, don’t worry too much, ok ay? Mommy will take care of it, rest assured.”
“Mommy, don’t worry, my sister and I will never leave you. Nobody can take us away
from you.”
Hope’s eyes involuntarily reddened as she pressed a deep kiss to each of their
foreheads, “Mommy’s good darlings.”
The next day at the hospital.

Hope had managed to compose herself, but upon entering her office, she found herself
face to face with the person she least wanted to see.
“Doctor Williams, have you had breakfast yet? Doctor Harrison brought us breakfast,
and there’s extra. It’d be a waste to throw it away, you can have some if you’d like,” Joy
Ward said with a soft, harmless smile.
“Joy, have you forgotten? Our esteemed Doctor Williams is quite proud; how could she
deign to eat what we have?” Valentina River, nibbling on a dumpling and tilting her chin
up, then softened her voice to sweetly thank the man beside her, “But, the breakfast
Doctor Harrison bought is really good, thank you, Doctor Harrison.”
Doctor Harrison was Aurora Wood’s husband, Beau Harrison, who was sitting nearby, a
pair of rimless glasses perched on his nose, giving him a scholarly, refined appearance,
the very image of a genteel gentleman.
He was very good at socializing; it looked like he had bought breakfast for everyone in
the office, ev en placing a portion on her desk.
Hope’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Buying breakfast for everyone was just a façade; it was clearly a show of devotion for
Joy in front of everyone.
Suddenly ahead, there was a loud “bang” as Aurora’s expressionless face slamme d a
file harshly onto the desk.
“Aurora,” Beau moved forward, gently taking Aurora Wood’s hand, “Aurora, please don’t
be upset, okay? I know I was wrong, I shouldn’t have talked back when you were
scolding me.”
“What do you mean?” Aurora had the kind of te mper that was quick to ignite. Hearing
Beau twist the truth, her face instantly darkened.
Hope’s expression remained indifferent, seemingly detached, yet she observed every
detail with keen eyes.
“Aurora, stop it. Say whatever you want about me at home, but don’t disturb others in
the hospital.” Beau still maintained the facade of a man who could endure anything,
appearing to be a gentle and considerate good guy.
His words skillfully cast Aurora as someone who was unreasonably causing a scene
and being irrational.
As expected, the effect was that the other doctors in the office couldn’t help but feel
indignant for Beau Harrison.

“Doctor Wood, don’t be angry, to have a husband as good as Doctor Harri son, we’re all
envious of you.”
“Yeah, Doctor Wood, let’s just talk it out, there’s no need to be so aggressive.”
“Doctor Harrison is such a kind person, Doctor Wood, you should cherish him.”
“Just don’t be like a tigress all day long, Doctor Harrison is s o good, you don’t know how
blessed you are,” Valentina River added fuel to the fire with a sneer.
“Am I being aggressive?” Aurora Wood’s face turned purple with rage as she furiously
swiped the breakfast Beau had offered her onto the floor, “Who’s pretendi ng? Am I
being aggressive? Am I the one throwing a tantrum? You’re the one forcing me for a
divorce, aren’t you? The one who pointed at my nose and cursed at me, the one flirting
with other women, what kind of trash bag are you to pretend to be a good man here?”
Aurora Wood’s straightforward nature meant she didn’t hold back when provoked,
cursing openly without regard for the opinions of those around her.
Joy Ward and Valentina River leisurely enjoyed their breakfast, exchanging looks and
sharing a smile c learly filled with a sense of triumph from a successful scheme.
Aurora Wood didn’t notice, but Hope Williams caught it.
“Aurora, I know you have a bad temper which I’ve always tolerated, but you can’t sling
accusations like this,” Beau Harrison adjusted hi s glasses, looking at Aurora Wood
anxiously, with an innocent expression on his face.
“That’s too much, Doctor Wood.”
“Exactly, Doctor Wood, Doctor Harrison is universally acknowledged in our hospital as a
good - tempered, handsome man, what more could you p ossibly want?”
Hope Williams pursed her lips, where did this “green tea man” come from.
“Enough, what’s all this fuss? Doctor Wood this, Doctor Wood that, what’s with all the
shouting and arguing every day? Are you all here to watch a drama? Is there no ne ed
for a meeting anymore?”
The director, passing by the door, admonished the crowd.
Facing everyone’s accusations, Aurora Wood stamped her feet in frustration, but she
was left speechless.
How had she fallen for such a despicable man, “Isn’t it about the d ivorce…” Fine, let’s
divorce then.

“Aurora,” Hope Williams stood up in time to stand by Aurora Wood’s side, her face
placid, her tone neither warm nor fiery, “Let’s go to the meeting.”
Hope Williams raised an eyebrow slightly, patting Aurora Wood’s shoulde r. Aurora
Wood wasn’t foolish; she understood Hope’s intention. Although she was seething
inside, she shut her mouth nonetheless.
Hope Williams always gave off a mysterious and indifferent vibe, which made Aurora
Wood trust her unconsciously.
As Hope Willi ams and Aurora Wood passed by Beau Harrison, she didn’t miss the
fleeting flash of thwarted anger in his eyes.
Hope Williams’ mouth curled up in a mocking smile, she paused, glancing sideways
with a hint of sarcasm, and said lightly, “Doctor Harrison, poin ting your finger at your
own wife in front of everyone, you really are acknowledged by the whole hospital as a
great… husband!”
She paused ever so lightly on the last few words, with palpable irony.
“You!” Beau Harrison could hear the mockery in Hope Willi ams’ tone.
…
“Doctor Williams, why didn’t you let me finish just now?” Aurora Wood stamped her foot
as she walked, both angry and fuming.
Hope Williams looked at her calmly and said indifferently, “He is trying to force you to
bring up divorce.”
Beau Harrison knew Aurora Wood’s nature was explosive at the slightest provocation.
He was banking on this, so every word he said was meant to infuriate her, whilst he
could pretend to be the tolerant husband to an unreasonable wife.