She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 172 - : Liam Cloud’s Blatant Provocation

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Liam Cloud’s Blatant Provocation

Hope Williams had disappeared again…

The doctor didn’t see Hope Williams during the morning rounds, and with her injuries not yet healed, it was impossible for her to go out on her own.

The hospital immediately notified Waylon Lewis, and upon learning that Hope Williams was missing, his temples throbbed a few times, and now a search was underway throughout Emperor Capital.

Liam Cloud hooked his lips carelessly, “Let me think about it… Done thinking, dream on.”

Hope Williams immediately grabbed a pillow to throw at him, but Liam Cloud casually dodged to the side. His face, with a playful smirk, became even more infuriating the more she looked at it. Unable to contain her anger, Hope Williams burst out, “Enough, Liam Cloud! I was just fine in the hospital, and you took me away without a sound. Now you won’t even let me go back, what do you want?”

“If you don’t come looking for me, I’ll come looking for you. I’ve come all the way to Emperor Capital, I just wanted you to spend some more time with me, but all you want to do is leave, Hope Williams, you’re so ungrateful.”

Hope Williams rolled her eyes in speechlessness, then saw her mobile phone on the bedside table. She needed to let Waylon Lewis know she was safe.

As soon as she took the phone in her hand, the screen hadn’t even lit up yet when the man in front of her snatched it away with lightning speed, playing with it in his palm, “You want to send a message to Waylon Lewis.”

Hope Williams gritted her teeth.

“Forget it.”

If it weren’t for the pain every time she moved her wounds, she really wanted to tear into him. “Come here.”

Come over and get beaten up by you? Am I stupid?

Liam Cloud smirked provocatively, “Come here if you can.”

Hope Williams made a move to get up, and Liam Cloud immediately came up close to her face, admitting defeat, “Don’t move, is it okay if I come and you hit me?”

“I promise I won’t hit you to death.” Hope Williams raised her uninjured hand and punched Liam Cloud in the face.

Liam Cloud covered his face, but instead of getting angry, he laughed, “That really hurts, you little brat.”

Actually, Hope Williams currently didn’t have enough strength to hurt him with her hit, but to pacify her, Liam Cloud still playfully sucked in a breath.

“Feeling better now?”

“Give me back my phone.” Hope Williams bit her teeth.

“In your dreams.” Liam Cloud swung his hand, and the phone flew out in a beautiful arc… and out it went, landing in the pool below with a splash from the second floor.

Hope Williams was so angry she could explode.

“Alright, now no one will disturb us. You will stay here and heal properly for the next few days, not allowed to go anywhere. Let Waylon Lewis worry. Don’t worry, a little worrying won’t kill anyone.” Liam Cloud waved his hand nonchalantly.

Liam Cloud, with his long fingers, poured her a glass of water from the crystal carafe, “Drink some water, calm down.”

Hope Williams didn’t take it, knowing what happened to her phone, she didn’t want to deal with him at all right now, “You know very well what my relationship with Waylon Lewis is, and you also know how much he despises you, what you’re doing is only escalating the conflict between you two.”

Liam Cloud’s handsome face went cold, “Your relationship with him? What’s the relationship? An ex-husband?”

“I don’t want to discuss this with you, just take me back now.”

“No way, I just like being with you!”

“…”

“You previously said you would treat me to a meal.”

“With my current state, it’s like betting my life to treat you to a meal.” Hope Williams was really helpless with this guy.

“No problem, you can treat me after you recover.”

Recover? How long would that be? Hope Williams’ eyes widened, “Are you planning to keep me trapped here for ten days, or even half a month?”

“What do you mean ‘trapped’? You can go out whenever you want, as you wish.”

Hope Williams took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

“Let’s talk it over.”

“Talk over what?”

“Take me back!”

“Not up for discussion.”

“…”

…

Waylon Lewis stood in front of the computer with a deeply furrowed brow, radiating a chilly aura.

He had just reviewed the surveillance, and it was Liam Cloud who took Hope Williams. The man seemed to have done it deliberately for Waylon to find out, making a disdainful gesture at the camera, full of provocation.

Waylon Lewis’s voice was low and deep as he spat out two words, “Liam, Cloud!”

Thomas Hughes, standing behind Waylon Lewis, dodged nervously, afraid to be caught in his wrath and suffer for no reason.

“Expand the search area, don’t miss any corner of Emperor Capital,” Waylon Lewis ground out through his teeth.

As the evening deepened into a quiet night, Liam Cloud seemed to have gone out on some errand, and Hope Williams painstakingly got out of bed.

She tiptoed towards the door, softly opened it, and the outside was eerily quiet, seemingly deserted.

Hope Williams leaned on the wall, moving out of the room gradually, as she silently crept along the wall.

An end of the corridor window was open, the chilly night air blowing inside, causing Hope Williams to hunch her shoulders. The more silent it was, the more unsettling it felt.

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Negotiating with Liam Cloud was always futile. Hope Williams had given up on dialogue, but she had to return. She didn’t want Waylon Lewis to worry.

He was not there now. If not now, when?

Her injured leg slowed her descent down the stairs considerably, but fortunately, it was only the second floor.

Relying on the moonlight streaming in, Hope Williams headed straight for the door.

But what she didn’t notice was that in the unlit living room, a faint glimmer of light flickered.

The man lay lazily on the sofa, watching the woman descending the stairs at a snail’s pace with a sliver of a smile on his lips.

Hope Williams was just about to reach the door handle.

“Where are you going?”

Hope Williams jolted, whirling around to look this way and that in the living room until she finally noticed a shadowy figure slowly standing up from the darkness, approaching her.

Hope Williams’ heart chilled, increasingly annoyed.

“I really need to go back.”

Liam Cloud smiled nonchalantly, “You’re in that much of a hurry?”

“I’ve been missing for a day, Luke and Willow… I’m worried about them.”

“The two of them are pampered by a bunch of the Lewis Family like ancestral spirits, what are you worried about?”

“They would worry about me.”

“Are you an idiot? Before I took you out, I already sent messages to both of them.”

Hope Williams bit her teeth in silence, “Can’t you speak properly for once, enough is enough.”

Hope Williams tried to run out disregarding everything else and was pulled back onto the sofa, now completely irritated, “Liam Cloud! Are you sick in the head?”

“Yep, you just figured that out today.”

“…”

“I need to go.”

“No way.” Liam Cloud’s gaze grew colder, “Are you looking for Waylon Lewis?”

“What if I am?”

Hope Williams didn’t want to wait a moment longer to return to Waylon Lewis’s side.

Liam Cloud raised an eyebrow, “Okay, go ahead.”

Surprised he agreed so quickly, Hope Williams grabbed the keys from the table and turned to leave… without hesitation.

Liam Cloud’s gaze darkened but was lost in the night as he watched the woman leave, casually sipping his drink with ease.

Ten minutes later…

“Asshole!”

Hope Williams stormed back, flinging the keys onto the table.

“Tsk.” Liam Cloud smirked with a sneer, “Why’d you come back?”

This damn place is on an island, what, was she supposed to fly away?!