She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 302

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 302

them with eyes filled with uncertainty, wondering what mishap had occurred to make a
scene like this.
She stood up with a smile, noticing that Waylon Lewis was now holding one child in
each hand. If they were to have another child in the future, would he need to tie one
around his waist?
The thought made Hope laugh involuntarily.
“Let’s go, time to get some sleep,” Waylon said as he walked over t o Hope.
Curious, Hope asked, “What happened just now?”
“Mommy, stinky Daddy is bullying us again,” Willow complained loudly, quick to tattle.
Hope wanted to pick up Willow, who immediately reached out her little hands, seeking
Hope’s embrace.

But before Ho pe could even touch the hem of Willow’s garment, Waylon had already
whisked her away.
Missing Mommy’s hug, the offended Willow pouted, crossing her arms and kicking her
legs vigorously in protest.
“They just crawled out of the mud, dirty,” Waylon stated un emotionally as he carried the
kids ahead.
Hope shook her head with a bitter smile and hurriedly followed.
After giving Luke and Willow a bath and changing their clothes, Hope watched as they
fell asleep. She bent down and kissed their foreheads, then quiet ly left the room.
Seeing Hope come out, Waylon naturally extended his hand, “Are they asleep?”
“Yeah, they probably played too hard today.” Hope placed her hand in Waylon’s and
they walked back to their room together.
The room had an exceptionally fresh an d elegant arrangement – understated yet
luxurious. On the glass tabletop vase were a bunch of white roses and baby’s - breath
that Hope liked; everything in the room was to her liking.
Clearly, someone had put a lot of thought into it.
Hope walked over, her sl ender fingers gently touching the petals as she bent down to
enjoy the fresh fragrance.
“Do you like this room?” Waylon asked with a smile.
When Waylon asked this question, Hope could clearly sense the faint anticipation in his
eyes.
Hope nodded, “Of cours e, I love anything you prepare with such care, thank you.”
Waylon felt a surge of satisfaction from her affirmation.
Hope took a walk around the room, biting her fingertip thoughtfully, “But it feels like
something’s missing.”
“What?”
“Our wedding photo,” Hope remarked. There wasn’t even a single photo of the two of
them in the room, let alone a wedding picture.
Indeed, it was a pity.

“I’ll take you to have the photos taken tomorrow.”
Hope looked at him, “I was just saying it casually.”
“I take it seriously ,” Waylon said as he gently tousled Hope’s soft hair.
Hope’s face was filled with a happy smile.
“The bath water is ready for you, do you need me to keep you company?”
Hope rapidly shook her head, “No need, no need, I can do it myself.”
And with that, Hope swiftly entered the bathroom.
Watching her hurry as though she feared he might follow, Waylon couldn’t help but
chuckle warmly, “Take your time, be careful not to slip.”
Hope tested the water in the bathtub with her hand. Waylon had set it to a nice
tempe rature. After undressing, she submerged into the water, enveloping herself in
warmth, her body slowly relaxing.
To prevent Hope from getting cold when she came out, Waylon had turned up the
thermostat.
When Hope emerged from the bath wearing a robe, her bo dy was comfortably warm.
“Why are you not wearing shoes?” Waylon asked with a slight frown.
“My feet are a bit wet,” Hope said, looking down at her small feet before she had a
chance to dry them.
Before Hope could react, Waylon knelt down, dried her feet w ith a towel, and slipped on
warm, fluffy slippers for her.
“Don’t do this again; you could easily catch a cold. What if you get sick?” Waylon looked
at her helplessly.
Hope’s gentle eyes conveyed a warm tenderness, and her fair cheeks still blushed from
th e bath as she gazed pure - eyed at Waylon.
She realized that being constantly cared for by her loved one felt exactly like this. She
stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss on Waylon’s lips.
“Waylon, you are truly wonderful.”

The faint scent approached, and the s oft lips touched his, causing Waylon’s body to
tense instantly, a hot look flashing in his eyes.
It was a brief kiss from Hope, but it ignited something deep within Waylon’s eyes.
The man’s sexy Adam’s apple moved as Hope’s subtle scent filled his nostrils . He
clenched his teeth, picked her up carefully, and laid her on the bed.
Hope propped herself up on the bed, looking puzzled at Waylon as he grabbed a pillow
and stood at the bed’s head.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Go to sleep nicely; I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight,” Waylon said seriously, his face
expressionless.
“You’d rather sleep on the sofa when there’s a bed?” Hope was slightly stunned.
Waylon’s gaze was unmistakenly intense. They were both adults, and it didn’t take
Hope long to understand wh at he meant.
Waylon’s brow furrowed, and he sighed.
Without realizing, Hope covered her lips with her hand, “I just kissed you once, and
you…”
He leaned down and gently kissed her forehead, both helpless and endearing, “Wife,
don’t doubt your allure to me. ”
Even if she did nothing, just one look from her was enough to disarm Waylon.
Especially after what had just occurred…
But for her and the baby’s safety, he couldn’t.
“Be good, go to sleep,” Waylon told her as he tucked her in.
Hope watched as Waylon, wit h her pillow in hand, moved to the sofa, his silhouette
appearing quite forlorn.