She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 6

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 6

Arriving at Seaside Villa, Waylon Lewis fiercely grabbed Hope Williams’ hand and
yanked her out of the car.

Hope, concerned about the children, knew that Luke could take care of Willow and g et
on a plane to Y country to find Liam Cloud. However, she still felt uneasy since they
were only five - year - old children.
Lost in her thoughts, she was pulled by Waylon so unexpectedly that she almost fell to
the ground. Good thing she managed to maintain her balance by holding onto the car
door frame. She glared at Waylon, her eyes spitting fire, “Let go of me, I can walk by
myself!”
Of course, the man wouldn’t pay attention to her words. Instead, he pulled her with even
more force toward the room in the villa.
He threw her down onto the carpet without any mercy. Before Hope could react, she felt
a sharp pain in her chin as she was forced to lift her head, the man’s handsome face
right before her eyes.
“You stay here and reflect on your actions. When you’r e ready to talk, you’ll get
something to eat,” the man’s icy voice sounded like a demon from hell, echoing in her
ears.
A chill ran down Hope’s spine, and she clenched her fists tightly. Give up the kids? He
must be dreaming.
“Not a chance.”
“Heh.”
The man let out a cold laugh.
“Let’s hope in a few days, you still have the courage to talk back.”
After dropping that sentence, the man slammed the door and left.
Hope’s anxiety surged, and she patted her pockets, only to realize her phone had been
taken. She lu nged at the door again.
The door closed mercilessly in front of her.
“Bang!”
Hope’s eyes blazed with rage, “Waylon, give me back my phone, you lunatic!”
Without a phone, she couldn’t contact Luke and Willow, couldn’t confirm their safety.
Hope became frant ic, kicking the door hard, but the elaborate double doors didn’t budge
an inch!

The room was on the third floor. Hope glanced at the height, knowing that jumping
would be a disaster, but that damned man had locked the door from the outside; she
couldn’t op en it.
Hope searched through the room quickly; it was the room she had lived in after
marrying Waylon. Not much had changed, which gave her a sense of familiarity mixed
with strangeness. She remembered there was a spare key in the room.
Holding onto that s lim hope, Hope searched through every drawer in the room, but not a
shadow of a key was seen.
Feeling deflated, Hope leaned against the wall, hugging her knees, and slid to the floor.
She had no idea whether Luke and Willow had safely boarded the plane.
Sh e had no phone to contact them, and her anxious worry made every second
unbearably torturous.
Three interminable hours passed like this. The clock on the wall showed it was twelve
o’clock, lunchtime, yet no one brought her food.
Hope had rushed that mornin g preparing food for the children and had only nibbled a
bite herself. By this time, she was starving.
Then, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the silent hallway. Hope
abruptly stood up, her hearing had always been excellent, someone was co ming.
The door was knocked, and a sweet female voice called from outside, “Waylon.”
That voice… Joy Ward!
“Waylon, are you there?”
Hope’s heart stirred but she made no sound, instead, she moved a few steps across the
floor, deliberately making a faint noise with her footsteps to signal to the person outside
that someone was in the room. Then, Hope held her breath and stood in the corn er
against the wall.
“Waylon, can I come in?”
“…”
“Waylon, I’m coming in?”
Joy was overjoyed inside. Waylon hadn’t refused. Before, he always prevented her from
entering this room, and the servants rarely did either. Even when they cleaned, they
couldn’t t ouch anything inside.

Today, since Waylon hadn’t refused, Joy’s lips curled up in a sweet smile.
About to enter the room she had longed for, Joy couldn’t help but feel her heart race.
She pulled down the collar of her dress to reveal her delicate collarbon es and adjusted
her neatly styled tea - colored curly hair before walking through the door.
Just as she thought she was about to see Waylon, “Ah…”
Hope hit her unexpectedly with a karate chop, immediately knocking her out.
However, Hope hadn’t hit her too ha rd; Joy would wake up within an hour.
The fact that Joy had come upstairs looking for Waylon indicated that Waylon was not
downstairs. With this thought, Hope hurriedly dashed down the stairs.
She rushed to the entrance, with the main door within reach, Ho pe’s eyes filled with
hope as she reached for the doorknob.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
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