She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 159 - : Since You Love to Drug People, I Will Return the Favor

Chapter 159 -159: Since You Love to Drug People, I Will Return the Favor

“She did what she shouldn’t have, but you were the one behind it all. I believe Young Master Morris and I had no former grievances. So, why does Young Master Morris harbor such hostility towards me?” Hope Williams raised an eyebrow as she asked.

“Miss Williams, don’t say that. When have I ever been hostile towards you?” Weston Morris’s gaze was filled with resentment and greed as he locked onto the woman’s beautiful face.

“Whether you have or haven’t isn’t my concern. I’m just here to remind Young Master Morris that if you harm me in the slightest, I will surely return the favor tenfold.”

“Do you really think you can?”

Hope Williams smiled and stepped closer, her voice as calm as ever.

“Try me.”

Weston Morris smirked coldly and took a sip of the red wine from the table, his eyes shooting out a chilling coldness.

Hope Williams glanced at his wine glass, smiled slightly, and turned her head to look at Joy Ward, who was hiding in the corner. “Young Master Morris, I’m quite curious about how you managed to reduce Miss Ward to this state? Isn’t she your wife?”

“Wife? Ha, she’s nothing but a dog. If she incurred Miss Williams’s anger, Miss Williams is welcome to take her away and teach her a lesson.”

Hope Williams looked at Joy Ward, who was full of anger yet dared not voice it, and smiled meaningfully. “Is that so…”

Just as Weston Morris was about to stand up, his eyes turned cold, and his gloomy gaze fixed on Hope Williams. “What have you done to me?”

Hope Williams’s calm gaze swept over to the wine glass and she smiled gently. “Don’t you love to drug people? What goes around comes around.”

Weston Morris felt a wave of intense heat surging through his body, but no matter what, he couldn’t move.

Rage filled his eyes. “Release me, or I assure you, you won’t even know how you died…”

Hope Williams stuffed a towel into Weston Morris’s mouth. “Shut up!”

His threats were useless against her. Instead, Hope Williams turned to Joy Ward. “Do you hate him, Joy? In his eyes, you’re less than a dog.”

Joy Ward glared fiercely at Hope Williams and then with equal ferocity at Weston Morris.

Hate!

She hated them both!

Why couldn’t they just die together!

“I’ll give you a chance. He can’t move right now. The poison I administered will be fatal without an antidote. If you act as his antidote, he will live.”

Hope Williams made her point clear. Whether he lived or died was up to Joy Ward!

Joy Ward looked at Hope Williams incredulously. “This is the Morris Family’s home. You’re trying to kill Young Master Morris. Have you lost your mind?”

“That’s my business. You only have to decide whether to save him or not.”

Joy Ward’s gaze flickered wildly as she glanced at the paralyzed Weston Morris on the chair. His look was clearly murderous towards them.

But he had been drugged and was about to die. If someone killed him, it would be Hope Williams.

What did it have to do with her? By doing nothing, if he died, the Morris Family wouldn’t let Hope Williams off the hook. She’d kill two birds with one stone and be free from torment by this devil.

Now the opportunity was right in front of her. She already had her answer on whether to save him or not.

Joy Ward looked at Hope Williams, cracked a smile, and then collapsed to the ground, feigning unconsciousness!

Hope Williams was almost amused.

How convenient she passed out.

She turned her gaze back to Weston Morris, his face now flushed red, his hands stiffened, seemingly enduring extreme pain.

He stared at Hope Williams, his eyes filled with limitless rage.

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This wretched woman, he was going to kill her, murder her.

“You just stay there, Young Master Morris. I guarantee that no one will disturb you for the entire day.”

Hope Williams waved dismissively, arrogantly swaying her hand, then walked out slowly and shut the door behind her.

There were two bodyguards at the gate. They saw Hope Williams come out, but without Weston Morris’s order, they didn’t stop her.

Hope Williams walked a few steps forward, then turned back and said, “By the way, Young Master Morris said he needs to rest, and you’re not allowed to disturb him, or you will be punished without mercy.”

Suddenly, there was a noise from inside the house.

The two bodyguards couldn’t help but look towards the firmly closed double doors, but the words of Hope Williams were still lingering in their ears.

They glared at Hope Williams. “If the Young Master is resting, why is there noise coming from inside?”

“Idiots, Mrs. Morris is in there with him. When a man and a woman are together on a bed resting, is it possible not to make a sound?”

The bodyguards nodded understandingly, feeling that what Hope Williams said made sense.

“So remember what I said, no matter what sounds you hear, do not go in and disturb them, or you know the consequences.”

Hope Williams solemnly advised them again.

The two bodyguards nodded repeatedly, thinking that Hope Williams was really a good person.

“Thanks for the reminder, thank you.”

If they had gone in, they would have been thrown to the back mountain to be fed to the wolves. Fortunately, Hope Williams reminded them and saved their lives.

Hope Williams smiled innocently and walked out of the Morris Family estate.

The medicine she gave to Weston Morris, of course, wouldn’t be lethal – it was just to make him suffer greatly. She said that merely to deceive Joy Ward, and at the same time, make Weston Morris anxious.

Hope Williams wanted to go home to change clothes and then go to the hospital, but when she didn’t see Luke and Willow, she became anxious. Just then, Aunt Bailey told her that the Lewis Family people had picked up Luke and Willow, who were bored at home and had gone along with them.

Hope Williams made a call to Grandpa Lewis to confirm, and only then did she feel relieved when she was sure they were with him.

…

Mia Fuller was sitting opposite Grandpa Lewis, her eyes flashing a hint of dark light as she watched Grandpa Lewis lovingly dote on Luke and Willow.

Luke and Willow were obviously resisting her more and more, now not even willing to give her a look.

How infuriating.

Winning over these little ones’ affection was essential to secure a deep-rooted position in the Lewis Family.

Mia Fuller feigned a gentle smile, “Grandpa Lewis, it is quite troublesome that Willow is still unwilling to speak.”

When Mia Fuller brought this up, Grandpa Lewis also became concerned about Willow.

The little one was sitting next to him, gobbling down a cream cake, his bright little eyes glued to a cartoon, not blinking.

Seeing Grandpa Lewis’s concern, Mia Fuller pressed on her attack, “Grandpa Lewis, I think that Willow still needs treatment. I’ve just prepared a plan and would like to try it on Willow.”

Grandpa Lewis looked at Mia Fuller, her face full of earnestness.

Mia Fuller stood up and approached Willow, “Willow, do you want to play a game with Auntie?”

Willow resisted by shuffling her little bottom towards Luke, frowning when her cartoon watching was interrupted.

“Willow doesn’t want treatment, Auntie, don’t force her,” Luke said, protecting Willow.

“I’m not forcing Willow. Luke, do you want Willow never to be able to speak?” Mia Fuller pleaded earnestly. “If Luke wishes for Willow’s illness to get better soon, you should let her receive treatment. That way, your Mommy will be relieved, right?”

Grandpa Lewis felt that what Mia Fuller said made sense, so he persuaded Willow, “Willow, be a good girl, and let Aunt Fuller check you, okay?”

After a lot of persuasion by Grandpa Lewis and Mia Fuller, and also Alitzel Williams coming over, they finally convinced Willow. Resisting with her little face, Willow followed Mia Fuller into a quiet room.

Mia Fuller closed all the curtains around, leaving only one lamp on. She brought a pill to Willow, “Take the medicine and lie on the lounge chair.”

Willow heard what Mia Fuller said, but clutched her doll, not lifting her head even a little, much less doing as Mia Fuller instructed.

Mia Fuller took a deep breath.

“You didn’t hear what I said? I told you to take the medicine and lie down,” Mia Fuller said, raising her voice.

Willow still ignored her.

“Willow Williams, your mother defies me, and you want to defy me too, huh? I told you to lie down there by yourself. Can’t you understand human speech?”

Mia Fuller’s face was full of disgust as she yelled, grabbing Willow’s shoulders.

In front of others, she had to pretend to like these two children, but now she didn’t need to pretend.

This was Hope Williams’s child; she wished she could strangle her.

If it weren’t for these two children, how would Hope Williams have the chance to be liked by the entire Lewis Family? It was all because of these two kids.

Mia Fuller, unable to contain her anger, yanked Willow forcefully, “I’m telling you again, lie down there yourself. Don’t force me to hit you.”

Willow’s shoulder hurt a lot from the bad woman’s pulling. She struggled with all her might but could never match an adult woman.

Mia Fuller controlled Willow by the shoulders.

“Willow Williams, don’t you think you’re a nuisance? You should have died in that accident; otherwise, living is just causing trouble for your parents. If I were your mother, I’d have discarded you, this burden who can’t speak, long ago, or let you die in the hospital bed. Willow Williams, you better listen to me obediently, otherwise…”

Mia Fuller paused, picking up a sharp pair of scissors from the table beside her and gesturing in front of Willow.

Terrified, Willow resisted even more fiercely, struggling in pain like a trapped little animal.

Mia Fuller’s grip grew tighter, and she threw Willow to the ground.

Willow was in so much pain; she clenched her mouth shut and glared at Mia Fuller.

That stubborn, unyielding look in her eyes was so much like Hope Williams.

Seeing Willow look at her with that defiant gaze made Mia Fuller even angrier.

“You’re very stubborn, huh? You only recognize your slut mother, don’t you? I’ve been so kind to coax you, and you dare not listen, then don’t blame me for being rude.”

Mia Fuller yanked Willow up, threw her onto a chair, and pinched her arm harshly, “Show me that look again, and I’ll kill you. Do you hear me?”

Willow was terrified, shaking all over; she wanted to get away from this woman but was pulled back by her clothes as soon as she tried to run, and her arm suffered another burst of sharp pain.

She wanted her mommy, she wanted her daddy, she wanted her brother; who could come and save her?

Mia Fuller felt satisfied after taking out all her anger on Willow.

Seeing Willow hide in the corner with that fearful look in her eyes filled Mia Fuller’s face with gratification.

“This is what you get for defying me, got it? Next time, remember to behave. And if you dare say a word about what happened today…”

Mia Fuller sneered coldly, “Do you still remember the day your mommy got hurt? If you tell her, I’ll send someone to kill her again.”

Willow’s pupils painfully shrank in fear.

“Thump, thump…” A series of urgent knocks on the door.

Mia Fuller glared at Willow, “Wipe away your tears; if anyone sees, you’re finished.”

Mia Fuller walked over to open the door and saw Luke standing there, greeting him with a pleasant face, “What’s the matter, Luke?”

“Is Willow’s treatment over yet?” As soon as Luke spoke, Willow burst out of the room, hiding behind him.

Mia Fuller glared at Willow, her eyes brimming with warnings.

Turning her gaze, Mia Fuller smiled again, “It’s done. Willow was very good this time. This treatment is over, and we’ll continue next time, okay, Willow?”

Luke took Willow’s hand and stepped back. Hope Williams came to pick them up, heading upstairs just in time.

“Luke, Willow.”

“Mommy.” Luke and Willow immediately rushed into Hope Williams’s arms. Luke asked, “Mommy, are you done with your work?”

“Uh-huh, don’t worry, everything’s taken care of.”

Hope Williams reassured them, her gaze falling on Willow who stood off to the side, head down.

Hope Williams looked at Willow with concern, “What’s wrong with Willow?”

“I just did some psychological therapy with Willow, and she might still be recovering from it,” Mia Fuller approached with a gentle and appropriate smile.

Hope Williams, however, wasn’t listening; she looked at Willow’s reddened eyes and immediately sensed something was wrong. With patience, she asked again, “What happened, Willow?”

Willow looked up at Hope Williams, gently shook her tiny head, and forced a stiff smile towards her.

Mia Fuller breathed a sigh of relief.

Hope Williams lifted her gaze once more to Mia Fuller’s face.

Mia Fuller smiled gently.

Hope Williams left with Luke and Willow.

By the time they got home, it was already night, and both Luke and Willow usually loved to be clean, insisting on a nice bath before going to bed.

But tonight, Willow absolutely refused to take a bath. Hope Williams, puzzled, looked at Willow, “Why, Willow? Don’t you love being clean?”

The little girl shook her head and wrote on the whiteboard: Willow is tired and wants to sleep.

It was normal to be tired after a day of playing at the Lewis Family’s home, so Hope Williams didn’t think much of it. Seeing Willow staying away from her, she reached out to grab Willow’s arm and pull her closer.

The moment Hope Williams touched Willow’s arm, Willow shivered, and her little face trembled.

“What’s wrong, Willow? Are you feeling unwell?”

Hope Williams noticed something was off and grew incredibly anxious.

To prevent Hope Williams from discovering more, Willow avoided her touch. Hope Williams picked up Willow, removed her upper clothes, and exposed her arms, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.

The little one’s fair and youthful arms were covered with bruises, blue and purple, and the sight was shocking.

Hope Williams’s pupils constricted, feeling a prickling pain in her heart,”Is it very painful, Willow? … Who did this? Why didn’t you tell Mommy?”

Willow pursed her lips, and her nose immediately reddened, tears falling like rain, seeming to bear a huge grievance. She had held it in for so long, and now that it was exposed, she couldn’t stop crying.

In the Lewis Family, Grandpa Lewis, Alitzel Williams, Christopher Lewis, and Wyatt Lewis all cherished Luke and Willow greatly; it was unthinkable for them to lay a hand on Willow, leaving Mia Fuller as the only other person at the Lewis home that day.

Coldness swirled in Hope Williams’s eyes in an instant.

Seeing Willow beaten like this, Luke felt both heartache and guilt. Today, Willow had been with him the whole time, and the only one who had been alone with Willow was that aunt.

Luke immediately thought of something as well.

After dressing Willow, Hope Williams took out her phone and dialed Mia Fuller’s number.

Hope Williams took a deep breath, “Miss Fuller, where are you?”

“What’s wrong, Sister Hope? I’m still at Grandpa Lewis’s,” came the reply.

Hope Williams, suppressing her anger, responded with a curt nod and hung up the phone.

Hope Williams took Luke and Willow straight to the Lewis Family’s old mansion.

Mia Fuller sat with Grandpa Lewis and Alitzel Williams, chatting and laughing. She knew she wanted to marry into the Lewis Family, and winning over the elders was crucial.

Only by pleasing them would her chances be greater.

Mia Fuller was shocked to see Hope Williams return; her face paled when she saw Hope’s expression.

“Sister Hope, why have you come back? Is there something else?” Mia Fuller glanced at Willow, gauging the emotions of all three of them, attempting to read their current feelings from their faces.

Hope Williams sat down on the sofa with Luke and Willow, watching Mia Fuller with a cold gaze, “Yes, there’s something.”

Grandpa Lewis also noticed the emotion in Hope Williams’s voice, his brow furrowing with worry, “What’s wrong, Little Hope? What happened?”

“Grandpa, this is something between Miss Fuller and me.”

Hope’s eyes once again focused on Mia Fuller, whose hands tightened on her lap, “Sister Hope, what’s the matter?”

Hope’s voice still calm and even, “Come here.”