She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 315

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 315

Revenge for Her “Let’s go have dinner.” Hope William s smiled as she looked at Waylon
Lewis.
“Okay.” Waylon Lewis took Hope’s hand and walked over, personally pulling out a chair
for her. He watched her sit down before taking a seat beside her.
At this moment, Wyatt Lewis, who was afraid to go home lest he g et a beating from
Waylon Lewis, was sitting in a club’s private booth surrounded by music, dancing, and
plenty of beautiful women.
But clearly, Young Master Lewis was not in a good mood today. Sitting alone in the
booth, he drank one glass after another, n ot displaying his usual carefree and
unrestrained attitude. Instead, tonight, his brows were furrowed with a hint of coldness,
making others dare not to approach.

“Hey.”
Somebody lightly tapped Wyatt on the shoulder. Irritated, he slammed his glass down
on the table with a thud and turned his head with a somber face.
Aria Richardson was holding a glass of red wine, dressed in a sexy spaghetti - strap
dress with her hair lazily curled into large waves draping over her shoulders. Aria was
naturally beautiful, a nd her outfit added an extra bit of allure to her appearance.
Aria blinked, startled by the icy and exasperated gaze of Wyatt, and then her eyes fell
on his handsome face scarred with bruises.
She froze for a moment, her mouth twitching slightly, biting he r lower lip hard.
The icy look in Wyatt’s eyes dissipated somewhat as his gaze landed on Aria, and he
saw a flash of astonishment. He then noticed Aria biting her lip so hard that she seemed
to be struggling to hold back.
Wyatt’s face darkened, “If you wan t to laugh, just laugh.”
Aria burst into laughter, almost dying of laughter looking at his face.
“Were you beaten up?” Aria walked over and took a seat in the booth.
Wyatt curled his lip and emptied the glass in one gulp.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
Aria laughed u nreservedly, “Who would dare to beat up the notorious Young Master
Lewis?”
“My brother!”
Only his brother could beat him.
Wyatt let out a heavy sigh, his mood gloomy – not so much because he was beaten, but
some of what Hope had said had hit home.
Seeing t hat this usually playful guy seemed to be genuinely in a bad mood, Aria’s smile
faded somewhat.
“Did you do something wrong? The Great Demon King wouldn’t have beaten you for no
reason.”
“Yeah.” Wyatt continued to pour himself another glass of wine.

Aria l ooked at Wyatt with curious eyes.
Wyatt pursed his lips, somewhat helplessly, “Curiosity killed the cat.”
“Just talk about it, maybe you’ll feel better after.” Aria snatched the glass of wine from
Wyatt’s hand, preventing him from drinking more.
As his gla ss was taken away, a glint of cold flashed in Wyatt’s eyes, but he quickly
suppressed it. Sighing lightly and unable to resist Aria’s pleading look, he slowly
recounted his “glorious achievements.”
After listening, Aria clicked her tongue, “You had it comi ng. Your brother handed over
such a big company to you, showing how much he trusts you. Instead of dealing with
business, all you do is eat and sleep; I’d be angry too if I were him.”
Wyatt didn’t say anything, just pursed his lips.
Aria was about to conti nue when she saw a figure cross in front of her. Her expression
paused, her eyes lighting up, and she immediately stood up.
Watching Aria stand up straight, Wyatt raised his eyebrows, “Are you having a seizure?”
Aria revealed a smile tinged with infatuatio n, “Don’t be so poor, I’ve finally met my idol.”
Setting down her wine glass, Aria strode towards her target.
Alexander Knox was also without a female companion, sitting alone in his booth. The
beautiful women around him were eager, but everyone knew that the head of the Knox
Family did not favor women. They had thoughts but dared not approach.
Aria, clicking her heels, walked straight up to Alexander, “Hey, alone?”
Alexander Knox lifted his eyes, giving her a cursory glance, and distractedly returned
his g aze. In a low and husky voice, he lightly hummed a response.
“Do you… remember me?” Aria asked Alexander, full of hope.
Alexander Knox, in a good mood, lifted his eyes once more and gave her another look.
In a low and gravelly voice, he confirmed, “I remem ber.”
He remembered himself, he remembered himself.
This sent Aria’s heart into a bloom of joy.
“Hope’s friend, I remember.”

Aria froze…
Her smile stiffened, and she looked at him incredulously, “Hope’s friend?”
“Isn’t that right?”
The look of joy on Aria’ s face vanished completely.
She had pursued him for so long, only for him to finally say he remembered her as
Hope’s friend.
In his memory, apart from being associated with Hope, did she not deserve her own
identity?
Although Aria was usually forthright, w hen it came to matters of the heart, she could be
very sensitive.
“Oh…”
“Do you have anything else?”
Aria pressed her lips together, “No, it’s just that I noticed Mr. Knox has a poor memory,
you might want to get your brain checked.”
Having said that, Aria stubbornly turned and walked away. The moment she turned her
back, she couldn’t hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
Returning to Wyatt’s side, she grabbed her bag from the booth and prepared to leave.
Wyatt looked up nonchalantly, noticing Aria’s tightly drawn face.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
Aria acted as if she hadn’t heard him.
Wyatt reached out and grabbed her arm, “Are you deaf?”
His question shattered her pretense of strength, and tears vulnerably fell.
“Don’t pull on me, it’s so annoying~”
Suddenl y, a look of panic flashed across Wyatt’s eyes. He quickly withdrew his hand,
looking flustered and unsure of what to do.
“What… why are you crying? Don’t cry, what happened?”
The more he asked, the less Aria could control her tears.

“Was it that man who b ullied you just now?”
He clearly saw that Aria’s mood had taken a turn for the worse after seeing that man.
A deep chill reflected in Wyatt’s eyes – bullying a woman, what kind of man was he.
Wyatt rose abruptly, his eyes emitting a cold light, went over t o Alexander Knox, and
heavily slapped his shoulder, “Hey.”
Alexander Knox turned around at the sound.
The next moment, “Bang.” A fist came flying, catching him completely off guard.
Alexander Knox staggered back several steps, his body hitting the table be hind him.