She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 127 - : Severe Psychological Trauma

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Severe Psychological Trauma

Everything was beyond expectation; the Ward Family had suffered a devastating loss.

And all of this, all of these consequences were because of that woman—it was this woman who had doomed his entire family.

Christopher Ward was seething with anger.

His furious voice attracted a crowd of onlookers.

It seemed as if he had anticipated the crowd, and knowing the Lewis Family wouldn’t dare to do anything with so many witnesses around, he spoke with even more audacity.

“All of this is your fault, Hope Williams, for bringing such disaster upon our family. It’s all your fault. You only lost a daughter, but look at what we’ve lost, what we’ve sacrificed—it’s enough to compensate for your daughter’s life!” Christopher Ward bellowed.

...

Waylon Lewis and Hope Williams almost simultaneously glanced up, their cold, forbidding eyes sweeping toward Christopher Ward.

Christopher didn’t notice the icy stares and kept ranting.

“How dare you!”

There was an authoritative roar.

Old Master Lewis sat in his wheelchair, his face dark with anger. No one had noticed his arrival, “Ruining the offspring of the Lewis Family, your entire family wouldn’t be enough compensation. And yet you dare to be arrogant here. Wyatt, have someone throw them out.”

Wyatt Lewis clenched his fists, “As you command, Grandfather.”

Christopher panicked, “Old Master Lewis, you can’t be so heartless! It was this woman who caused the ruin and death of my family. Am I not even allowed to seek justice?”

“Justice?” Old Master Lewis sneered with a domineering aura suddenly radiating from him, “My great-granddaughter is still lying on the hospital bed, barely clinging to life. Who will give her justice? Who has she offended? Why should she suffer because of you? If you want to settle accounts, the Lewis Family will be with you to the very end.”

Christopher was immediately rendered speechless by the old man’s oppressive presence.

Then, suddenly, there was an exclamation of shock from the doctors inside the hospital room.

“Miss Williams, Willow is awake!”

Hope Williams was jolted with surprise, so was everyone else—their gaze shifting towards the hospital room.

Hope was the first to rush inside, “Willow!”

The little one on the hospital bed was half-opening her eyes, blinking, her eyeballs moving in their sockets and settling on Hope Williams.

Hope’s eyes instantly lit up with bright lights as tears poured out, “Willow, Willow, it’s Mommy.”

Hope was both shocked and overjoyed as she swiftly checked the indicators on the machines.

Hope didn’t know how to describe what she was feeling at that moment.

“President Lewis, Miss Williams, Willow has passed the critical phase,” the doctor was equally ecstatic.

Waylon Lewis hugged Hope tightly, feeling a wave of relief as if the heaviness in his chest had eased, “That’s great, that’s wonderful, our daughter is safe now.”

Hope, clinging just as tightly to Waylon, cried and said, “Yes, Willow is okay now; she is alright now.”

Outside the hospital room, Joy Ward’s eyes widened as her shoulders slumped helplessly.

The Ward Family had paid such a heavy price.

And not a single one had been killed.

Was her mother’s death all in vain? Was the burning of the Ward Family villa for nothing?

In the following days, just as before, Hope Williams stayed in the hospital room keeping company with Willow. After a week, Willow’s observation period was over, and she could be moved to a regular room; even the oxygen mask on her face could be removed.

Everyone was gathered around Willow; her large, sparkling eyes darted back and forth as she looked at everyone around her.

“Willow, I’m your uncle, you know.”

“Willow, I’m your grandma.”

“Willow…”

“Willow…”

Willow just looked straight at them, not saying a word, her gaze unfamiliar.

“Willow, would you like some water?” Hope Williams asked softly.

Willow’s eyes shifted to Hope and nodded.

Hope brought her some warm water. Willow took a few sips, then shook her head, indicating she didn’t want anymore.

“Willow, would you like your brother to tell you a story?” Luke leaned over the side of Willow’s hospital bed.

Willow blinked slowly and nodded her head.

Anxiously, Hope Williams watched over Willow and took the opportunity when everyone was with her to go and find Willow’s primary doctor.

“Willow has woken up but hasn’t said a word. Why is that?”

The attending physician adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and sighed lightly. “It’s hard to say, the child might have been extremely frightened when she was kidnapped, and she sustained such serious injuries. For such a young child, this is a great psychological harm, which is why she doesn’t want to talk.”

“Is this just temporary?” Hope Williams frowned deeply.

“It’s hard to say, we need to observe her for a period of time. You parents also need to spend more time with her, this helps with the child’s physical and mental recovery.”

“I understand, thank you, doctor.” Hope Williams nodded.

Just as she walked out of the doctor’s office, she saw Wyatt Lewis rushing out to find her, and Hope Williams quickly approached. “What’s happened?”

The sourc𝗲 of this content is frёeωebɳovel.com.

“Sister-in-law, Willow won’t stop crying because she can’t see you, please go back quickly.” Hope Williams hurried back.

The little one was surrounded and cooed over by a group of people, but her voice had become hoarse from crying, and her little face was cried red; with wet eyes, she looked extremely pitiable. Hope Williams felt a sudden tightness in her heart and hurriedly embraced Willow to comfort her, “Willow, don’t cry. Don’t be afraid, Mommy is here.”

Seeing Hope Williams return, Willow ceased her crying and clung tightly to Hope Williams, as if she would never want to let go.

Hope Williams felt a deep sense of heartache and tentatively asked, “What’s wrong, Willow? Can you try to talk to Mommy?”

Willow burrowed into Hope Williams’ arms, not willing to speak at all.

Hope Williams looked at the people full of doubts, her face also clouded with worry.

After coaxing Willow to sleep, Hope Williams placed her back on the bed, and Alitzel Williams gestured for Hope Williams to follow her out.

Hope Williams followed Alitzel Williams.

Alitzel Williams’ anger toward Hope Williams had dissipated, and she asked in a calm tone, “What happened to Willow? She hasn’t spoken since she woke up.”

It was clear that everyone had noticed Willow’s condition. Hope Williams exhaled a murky breath, “The doctor said Willow was frightened and struck by something traumatic, and now she doesn’t want to talk. She can only recover slowly.”

Alitzel Williams frowned with concern. Just as Hope Williams thought Alitzel would blame her, she heard Alitzel sigh, “Poor child, that damnable Kaeli Thompson, I really misjudged her, daring to harm a child from the Lewis family.”

Hope Williams remained silent.

“These days have been hard on you as well. Now that Willow is sleeping, I’ll watch over her here. You go back and rest for a bit. You’re only human, you can’t withstand this much either.”

The rare tone of concern surprised Hope Williams.

Seeing Hope Williams looking at her, Alitzel Williams felt a bit embarrassed and averted her gaze, “I’m not concerned about you, you know. I’m concerned about whether you’ll have the energy to take care of the children later. Now stop standing there and go rest.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. I was too hasty earlier and spoke harshly. It was my mistake to blame you. I should thank you instead, for raising Luke and Willow for our Lewis family…”

“Mom!” Suddenly, a stern voice called out.

Both turned to see Waylon Lewis walking over quickly. He wrapped his arm around Hope Williams, looking at Alitzel Williams with caution, “What are you doing?”

Alitzel Williams was almost amused by her son’s expression, “Waylon Lewis! As if I could eat her.”

“Can’t be too sure,” Waylon Lewis said with a cold expression.

It was said that some people forget their mothers once they find love, and it seemed to be true in his case.

Hmph!

Alitzel Williams huffed in exasperation.

Waylon Lewis looked down at Hope Williams, his eyes asking a question.

Seeing this, Hope Williams quickly said, “Mrs. Lewis didn’t do anything. She was concerned about me and wanted me to rest. You don’t need to be nervous.”

Hearing what Hope Williams said, Waylon Lewis finally relaxed.

“You hear that? Don’t always think I’m out to get her,” Alitzel Williams insisted, “Come on, don’t just stand there. Take her back to rest. I’m worried Willow will wake up and faint again.”

Alitzel Williams turned and entered the hospital room, intentionally leaving space for the two of them.

Waylon Lewis agreed with what Alitzel had said. “I’ll take you back to rest.”

Hope Williams glanced at the hospital room. Willow won’t wake up for a while, so she nodded her head.

Waylon Lewis took Hope Williams back to the apartment. He seemed to have business at the company as he was continuously on the phone in the car.

Hope Williams noticed Waylon Lewis often rubbing his brow, the skin beneath his eyes had darkened with fatigue, obviously a sign of lack of rest.

These days, Waylon Lewis had been running between hospital and company and comforting her, naturally having little time to rest.

Waylon Lewis tucked Hope Williams in with a gentle voice, “Sleep for a bit. I’ve still got things to handle, so I’ll be off. If you’re heading to the hospital, don’t go alone; call me or have Wyatt come pick you up.”

“Waylon Lewis.”

Hope Williams spoke drowsily, calling out to Waylon Lewis.

Waylon Lewis turned to look at her, “What is it?”

“You… Do you want to sleep for a bit too?”