She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 275 - Scolding Oneself

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: Scolding Oneself

Hope Williams was going to investigate the death of the third young master of the Lewis Family!

“Hello, Grandpa.”

“What’s the matter, Vivia?”

“Hope Williams wants to reopen the investigation into the death of the third young master of the Lewis Family.” Vivia Fuller held the phone close to her ear, her voice trembling slightly due to urgency.

Old Master Fuller gripped his phone, his eyes squinting instantly, “Why would she suddenly bring up this matter?”

“I don’t know, I only heard them mention someone, Liam Cloud! Grandpa, back then…”

“Liam Cloud?”

“Grandpa, do you know this person?”

“Yes, this person is not to be trifled with, Vivia, you should stay out of this.”

“But Grandpa, Hope Williams is looking into it! I’m afraid…”

Old Master Fuller let out a heavy grunt.

“It’s been so many years since that incident, I don’t believe she can find anything. Come back now and hang up.”

After hanging up the phone, Old Master Fuller stood by the window, his gaze deeply fixed on the world outside.

“Old Griffiths.”

The Fuller Family’s old butler came forward, “You want to look into someone?”

“Whom do you want to look up, sir?”

“Liam Cloud!”

The butler was taken aback.

“I want all his information, down to the smallest detail.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Also, have someone keep a close eye on Hope Williams, don’t let her keep getting in the way.”

The butler nodded, “Understood.”

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Hope Williams led Waylon Lewis back to lie down on his hospital bed, carefully pulling up the covers for him. The next moment, her hand was held, “Stay with me for a while.”

Hope blinked, bending carefully to lie beside him, her head resting on his arm, cuddling into his embrace.

A soft fragrance filled his arms, and Waylon’s expression slowly relaxed, his head turning to plant a kiss on her forehead.

“Does the wound still hurt?” Hope placed her hand on his solid chest, looking up at her.

Waylon gently rubbed her hair, “A little.”

“Serves you right, just out of surgery, and you’re already getting out of bed. If you don’t hurt, who will?”

Hope gave him a glare, her small hand playfully poking his chest as a form of punishment.

His large hand grasped her small one, his lips curving into a smile, “Don’t torture me just because I’m injured, I might lose control.”

“Lose control of what?”

“What do you think?”

Warm breath swirled around her.

The innocence in Hope’s eyes dissipated, and she instantly understood, her cheeks flushing, instinctively avoiding his scorching gaze.

Yet, Waylon reached out with his long fingers to bring her chin back to meet his gaze.

Hope tugged at the corner of her mouth, “Even injured, you can’t control your desires.”

“It’s hard to resist a beauty in my arms.”

Waylon chuckled softly, his fingers gently brushing her chin.

“I’m quite surprised.”

Hope wondered, “Surprised about what?”

“That you would forgive me so quickly. I was prepared to pester you non-stop on the way to see you, but it turned out to be unnecessary…”

“And then you had a car accident, right?”

Waylon’s lips pressed into a tight line, his face suddenly darkened, “Yes.”

Hope’s expression grew solemn, “To find me, you made yourself such a mess, Waylon Lewis, you’re really something.”

Waylon’s frown moved, “It all happened so suddenly, caught off guard.”

Looking at Waylon, Hope seemed a bit angry, “If something really happened to you, what would I and the child do? Dress in hemp and mourn for you to be happy?”

Waylon grasped her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss, “I’m sorry.”

“That’s useless, Waylon Lewis, I’m not buying it,” Hope glared.

“I was just in a hurry to see you…”

Hope sighed softly, “I’m not going anywhere.”

“I made such a big mistake, you told me to leave at the time, I feared you didn’t want me anymore.”

“At that time, I felt both of us were too emotional, too impulsive, unable to listen, and we might say something hurtful, so I thought we both needed to cool down.

I admit, sending you away was a bit of me running away; perhaps I got used to your tenderness, and I couldn’t take it when you suddenly turned so cold.

In fact, you were scared, and I was too. I feared a small matter like this would alienate us.

So, I asked you to leave first. Later I thought about it, and I can’t blame you entirely for this incident; a greater responsibility lies with me.

I went out with Liam Cloud without telling you; I can understand your jealousy, but it’s not what you think, including that hug just now. It was just between relatives.”

Waylon looked at Hope, his dark eyes so gentle that not even he realized at that moment how soft the emotions in his eyes were.

“I’m the vile one.”

Hope smiled bitterly, somewhat helplessly looking at the man who in front of others was composed and elegant, one look enough to drive people mad, yet in front of her, he truly let go of all his pride, scorning himself to appease her anger now.

Hope felt a slight bitterness in her heart.

He had given her everything he had, always ready for the chance that she might leave, showing how insecure he was in this relationship.

“Waylon Lewis~”

“Uh-huh, I’m here, what is it?”

“Aren’t you afraid that I’m greedy for wealth, and one day I’ll really run away with your money?”

Waylon chuckled low, “If you were really greedy for money, you should run away with me.”

“Uh?”

“The man earning the money is me, bringing me along, I can keep making money for you continuously, won’t that be killing two birds with one stone?” ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Hope was amused by his words, biting her fingertip as she pondered, her beautiful eyes smiling like crescents, “You make a good point.”

Waylon affectionately nuzzled his nose against hers, “Next time you want to run away, remember to take me with you.”

Hope smiled, “Since you’re aware of this, I’ll definitely take you with me.”

Waylon also let out a soft laugh.

Hope’s smile bloomed beautifully, Waylon lowered his head, effortlessly capturing her lips which had yet to seal.

Their lips collided, catching Hope off guard.

One second, she was laughing, and the next, she froze, not daring to move.

The man’s tongue effortlessly pried open her teeth, coiling around her tongue wantonly.

Hope’s eyes trembled, slightly taken aback at first, then naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, skillfully reciprocating his kiss.

Their lips and teeth intertwined.

Waylon used strength in his arms to pull her sideway body tightly against his own, ignoring the pain of the wound as he pulled, he turned over, pinning the little woman in his arms beneath him.

The clear breath grew increasingly hot, his fingers roamed upon her delicate skin.

“Waylon Lewis, you’re still injured.”

“I have strength.”

Hope bit her lower lip, not that he didn’t have the strength.

Did he have to say it so bluntly?

“I’m afraid you might hurt your wound.”

Waylon kissed her forehead with longing, his deep and husky voice resonating gently.

“It’s fine, I won’t disappoint you.”

Waylon’s teasing tone made Hope’s cheeks flush even redder.