She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 58

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 58

The air fell silent for a few seconds.
Hope Williams held Luke and Willow close in her arms, nervously.
“Waylon Lewis, you said Luke and Willow weren’t taken away by you, so what’s this all
about? Tell me.”
“Mommy, actually…” Willow muttered quietly.
“Don’t be afraid, my darlings. Mommy’s here, he won’t dare to do anything to you!”
Luke and Willow were also helpless. They had hidden well in that room, thinking they
could quickly return and all would be well, but then someone suddenly burst in. When
he saw them, his expression was as if they were aliens invading Earth.
Moreover, they realized that this uncle had an extraordinary ability to adapt. After his
initial surprise, he excitedly tried to recognize them, and his enthusiasm was
unstoppable.
As a result, he had forcibly brought them here…
Wil low swallowed dryly, looking at her brother with fear - filled eyes. Should she keep
talking?
Mommy looked so scary when angry; she seemed as if she wanted to tear apart their
bad daddy. It must be a misunderstanding.
Luke, with his head lowered, shook it fe arfully.
Let’s not say anymore, let bad daddy take the blame. He’s already bad enough, one
more thing won’t make a difference!
Willow nodded in agreement, and the siblings silently reached a consensus.

Hope, still furious, failed to notice the small gestur es of Luke and Willow as she glared
at Waylon Lewis.
A flash flickered in Waylon’s dark eyes, his chest swelling with a sudden joy.
His gaze fixed on the children, not shifting in the slightest.
A girl and a boy — he had twins back then.
The girl was pretty, small, soft, and very cute, her clear, amber eyes strikingly similar to
hers.
The boy had a face very similar to his own, with a look of inherent seriousness, his eye
color shallow and cool.
The appearance of these two children had provoked an extremely s trong emotion in
him.
His well - defined hand raised as if to touch the children, but Hope immediately guarded
them behind her back, her eyes wary. Waylon suddenly came back to reality, his hand
stiffening slightly.
“Are the children’s names Luke and Willow? ” he asked.
Hope’s eyes narrowed slightly but she did not respond.
Her expression turned slightly bitter; the children’s presence here was indeed
unexpected.
But given the current situation, there’s no way he could explain himself, and Hope’s
suspicions wo uld only deepen. Waylon massaged his furrowed brow with worry.
“Cough cough…”
Wyatt Lewis coughed awkwardly. The atmosphere in the room was strangely tense.
“Brother, sister - in - law, these children are yours, right?” Wyatt wasn’t foolish; from the
current situation, these looked to be five or six - year - old children, likely the ones Hope
was pregnant with before she left, and they greatly resemble his brother — it’ s
undoubtedly his lineage.
Back then, Hope had disappeared overnight, and no one knew why she left or where
she went, until later they found out she had divorced Waylon.
But why divorce having had children, leaving so decisively?

“Sister - in - law, if you wer e pregnant back then, why did you leave…”
Wyatt choked up, regretting his words the moment he asked them — it seemed
inappropriate given the tension in the room.
Hope’s eyes trembled, a surge of bitterness uncontrollably rising, tears welling up.
Eventually, she looked away, forcefully holding back her tears.
Her voice was exceptionally cold, “To let my children survive.”
In that moment, Waylon’s eyes shook violently, his heart clenched as if gripped by
something.
That night, his tall and sturdy figure stood by the floor - to - ceiling window, his deep eyes
following Hope’s slender figure as she left with the two little ones.
He smoked one cigarette after another, his deep - set eyes carrying a melancholy that
had never been there before.
The two little ones, buckle d up in the back seat, kept their heads low, not daring to
breathe too loudly. They had made a mistake that caused Mommy to worry and bad
daddy to be scolded by Mommy, filling the little ones with guilt.
Mommy wasn’t speaking now; she must still be very an gry.
The car smoothly stopped in the apartment parking lot.
Hope led the two little ones home, noticing their mood was even more depressed than
hers.
Confused, she initially thought they were scared; once home, she hugged the children
into her arms to comf ort them.
“My darlings, Mommy is at fault here for not protecting you well. I promise this won’t
happen again, okay?”
“…” Luke and Willow exchanged glances, their emotions even more tangled, guiltily
lowering their heads.
Mommy was not only worried for the m but also misunderstood daddy and now blamed
herself, but none of this was her or bad daddy’s fault — it was theirs.
Willow secretly tugged at Luke’s sleeve, her eyes full of questions.
“Mommy… actually…” Luke struggled, wanting to tell Mommy the truth but also fearing
her anger, yet he didn’t want Mommy to feel guilty for not protecting them.

“Yes? What is it?”
Amid immense conflict, Luke finally spoke, “Mommy, actually… today, it was me who
took sister to the Lewis Family’s house. It wasn’t bad daddy who t ook us.”
“What?”
Hope’s expression visibly froze for a moment, she lifted her head, her eyes wide in
disbelief as she looked at the two well - behaved children lowering their heads, as if
waiting to be reprimanded.
A flicker of disbelief crossed her eyes.
“A re you saying it wasn’t Waylon Lewis who took you, but you went to the Lewis
Family’s house yourselves?”
Hope nearly doubted her own ears and asked again.
Luke and Willow became guiltier, nodding slightly and weakly saying, “Mommy, we’re
sorry.”