She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 53

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 53

She paused, fixing her gaze squarely on Joy Ward.
The frosty stare, sharp as a sword, made Joy’s heart tighten, alerting her to her need for
vigilance.
“I’m curious, w hat are you talking about? How have I wronged you? What exactly have I
wronged you for?”
Joy Ward bit her lip, “Miss Williams, why bother pretending ignorance?”
“A fine question of why pretend ignorance,” Hope Williams wouldn’t let Joy off the hook
so easi ly. She pulled the corner of her lips coldly, “Sorry, but I really don’t know. You
might as well tell me. I’m listening. I am very eager to know how I’ve wronged you.”
Hope Williams casually leaned against the sofa, carelessly straightened her white robe,
and poured herself a glass of water. She held the glass up to Joy, and impatiently urged
her on as she remained silent, “Begin now, Miss Ward.”
Waylon Lewis’s eyes were deep, his gaze shifting from Hope to Joy.
“You shameless bitch…” Kaeli Thompson, seeing her daughter in distress, couldn’t help
but stand up and point at Hope, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when a chilling,
oppressive gaze swept over her.
Kaeli’s throat tightened, as if being choked, and she couldn’t utter another word.
“Continue.” W aylon’s voice was cold.

Kaeli trembled, looking pleadingly at Alitzel. Alitzel moved, pulled Kaeli to sit down, and
said, “Let Joy speak. It’s best if she spells out the details to make this woman, Hope,
utterly convinced.”
Anxious, Joy pursed her lips. Sp eaking about this matter in front of Hope, she couldn’t
stop her inner insecurity. She clutched the bedsheets tighter and slowly began
speaking.
After a moment’s thought, Hope roughly guessed the meaning behind their words.
Listening to Joy finish, she cou ldn’t help but burst into cold laughter, almost exactly what
she had anticipated.
Joy Ward truly lived up to her reputation, with a talent for turning black into white, honed
to perfection.
The aggrieved and begrudging composure she maintained while recoun ting the events
could deceive everyone.
After listening, Hope was quiet, her expression thoughtful, as if considering something.
“Don’t you have anything to say?” The man’s jaw tensed. He looked at Hope with a chill
in his brow and a deep darkness in his e yes.
“Do you believe me if I speak?”
Hope slowly lifted her eyes to meet Waylon’s, and after a long while, her pale lips
parted, and she asked with a cool voice, “I say she is lying, and that I was the one who
saved Grandpa Lewis. Do you believe me?”
Hope’ s eyelashes trembled slightly when she asked this question.
The man pursed his lips, his gaze deepening, and he remained silent for a long
moment.
Hope snorted coldly, “Waylon, don’t bring up trust next time if you don’t have it, OK?”
It hurts!
Waylon frowned, his cool voice rising, “I will investigate.”
“Investigate?”
He still didn’t believe.
A moment later, Hope tightened her expression and lightly curled her lips in a smile.

Well, he never trusted her anyway. Her words weighed nothing against those of the
woman in his heart; Hope knew this all too well.
She shouldn’t have harbored any hope; then the disappointment wouldn’t have been so
overwhelming.
“Mom, brother, I’ve told you, it was my sister - in - law who saved Grandpa…” Wyatt Lewis
entered th e sickroom unbeknownst to the others and saw everyone with different
expressions. Without hesitation, he broke the impasse.
“Wyatt, you really have been fooled by this woman. Compared to Joy, how could her
medical skills possibly be inferior?” Alitzel stoo d up and said.
“Yes, our Joy even went abroad specifically to study cardiology. Mister, our Joy’s
medical skills can’t be compared to this woman’s, don’t be deceived by her.”
“Mister, I know you’re prejudiced against me because of Miss Williams. I don’t bl ame
you, and I don’t ask for anything else. Say what you will, just don’t slander me.”
Three women, each phrase in harmony with the next, and among them, his own mother,
darkened Wyatt’s expression.
Hope drained the hot water in her cup in one gulp, stood up, straightened her clothes,
and smiled, “Forget it, thank you, Wyatt.” At least there was someone who chose to
believe her.
But Hope understood that without evidence, they would never believe her words, so any
further explanation was in vain.
Hope didn’t want to waste words explaining because even if she spoke herself hoarse,
no one would believe her.
Joy narrowed her eyes in disbelief. She couldn’t understand how Hope could bear so
much. Joy had wronged her so, and yet she could still laugh it off lightl y, appearing
indifferent as if she hadn’t taken Joy seriously at all.
What was she really thinking?
Hope’s sharp gaze twinkled, and with a light laugh, she said, “Well then, Grandpa
Lewis’s treatment must continue. Let me help with his treatment, and you c an all be
there to witness. Then you’ll know who is lying.”
Joy shivered imperceptibly, staring hard at Hope. What was she trying to do? Using this
to treat Grandpa Lewis?
That was impossible, not allowable; it would reveal everything.

She couldn’t let Hop e succeed.
Joy addressed Hope.
“Miss Williams, Grandpa Lewis’s illness isn’t just a common cold. Are you sure you can
handle it? I’m not doubting you, but given your academic background, after all these
years not practicing medicine, can you really manage? Grandpa Lewis’s heart disease
can’t afford any mishaps.”
Tears brimmed in Joy’s eyes, sounding as if she were kindly and concernedly advising
Hope to know better and back down, but Hope knew she just wanted to step on her in
front of everyone, to tell the m her medical skills were inadequate.
These words triggered Alitzel to be the first to stand up against Hope.
Hope’s expression darkened slightly, “Since I have said it, I have the ability to do it.
Grandpa Lewis has shown me kindness; of course, I wouldn’ t joke with his life.”
“But are you confident, Miss Williams?”
“Joy, how entertaining you are. Can’t you understand human words?”
“I’m just worried about Grandpa Lewis’s health not being able to withstand your ‘care.’
If…” Joy was about to continue when a stern, frigid voice interrupted her.
“Enough.”
Waylon’s brows were heavy, his voice suddenly cold.
“Let’s do as she suggests.”
Wha t… what?
Joy looked at Waylon incredulously. He had actually agreed. Could he really care so
little about Grandpa Lewis’s life for the sake of this woman?
Waylon’s consent also caught Hope by surprise for a moment. When she looked up at
Waylon, he had alre ady left the sickroom, and Hope did not linger either.
Alitzel’s gaze narrowed as she watched Hope leave, and she couldn’t help but recall
Joy’s words from the night before.
Waylon cared for Hope.
The continuous protection Waylon showed for this woman forc ed her to take it seriously.