She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 208 - Not Qualified to Like Her
Chapter 208: Chapter 208 Not Qualified to Like Her
Chapter 208 -208 Not Qualified to Like Her
Mia Fuller’s expression was one of panic and cluelessness; she bit her lip so fiercely it seemed she wanted to draw blood, her legs gave way, and she slumped to the ground.
“…I’m sorry, sister, I…I was just speaking recklessly in a moment of desperation, I didn’t mean to slander you…”
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Her voice was filled with the suppressed rage of someone gritting their teeth.
The future of the Fuller Family rested in Vivia Fuller’s hands; offending Vivia was tantamount to a death wish.
Impulsively she had acted, but now, with her calm returning, she felt as though the blood in her veins was congealing.
Vivia’s threat had indeed hit Mia where she was most afraid.
Vivia’s heart relaxed a little.
“Have you caused enough trouble?” Old Lady Mrs. Knox reprimanded angrily, her wheelchair pushed into the center of the crowd by a servant.
Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s face was dark with displeasure, not giving Mia another glance, as if looking at her would dirty her eyes.
“Call off the engagement. Even if my Knox Family is worse off than your Fuller Family, I will never allow such a woman to enter my Knox doors.”
Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
Mia’s face went pale as she shook her head, unable to utter a single word.
Those cold stares pinned her down like nails, and in panic, she looked towards Vivia, her face devoid of color save for utter helplessness.
She couldn’t just ignore her.
Vivia clenched her teeth, her eyes burning with anger and helplessness.
How had things come to this? What could she possibly do now?
Being jilted was her only fate.
Moreover, today’s event was attended by renowned figures from all walks of life, including a significant number of media reporters. Mia Fuller’s reputation was completely ruined.
It was one thing for her own name to be tarnished, but unfortunately, as a Fuller, her disgrace would drag the Fuller Family along with her, making headlines and becoming the talk of the town.
Vivia gripped her clothes tightly, her gaze shifting to the face she loathed with a vengeance.
Hope Williams!
She truly wished she could kill this detestable woman.
Hope squinted, looking at Vivia with an undisguised smile and eyes swirling with cold light.
“Today is the Knox Clan’s anniversary banquet, and it’s been completely upended by you two sisters. You’re not welcome here, please leave,” Old Lady Mrs. Knox glared at them, her voice stern.
Vivia’s expression grew even more forbidding.
Being asked to leave was a great humiliation for Miss Fuller of the Fuller Family.
She glanced around and saw everyone looking at them with disdain.
“Get moving. You’ve turned a fine banquet into a mess; aren’t you ashamed?”
“Off you go; stop causing a scene. You’re really bringing misfortune to another’s house. How unlucky.”
It was clearly all Mia’s fault, yet why was she being dragged into this mess?
All because of this waste of space.
Vivia’s anger surged, then subsided, surged again, and finally, she clenched her molars and, amid the sounds of the crowd ushering them out, she dragged Mia away in disgrace.
“They were planning to frame you tonight,” Waylon Lewis said, his gaze dark and treacherous.
“Mm, but I still won,” Hope said with a light smile.
Waylon’s face was not looking good.
“What’s wrong?”
“I shouldn’t have been late.”
He shouldn’t have let her face all this alone.
Upon hearing Waylon’s words, Hope paused and then smiled, “It’s not late, I think the timing was just right. I could handle the two of them.”
“I know you’re the smartest,” Waylon said as he gently touched Hope’s head, “but there were risks.”
It was a relief that it had been resolved, but had she really fallen for their plot, Waylon didn’t even want to contemplate.
Hope lifted her hand and pressed the center of Waylon’s forehead, “I know you’re worried. Next time I do something, can I tell you? That way you can be my solid support. If I really do lose, I’ll still have you to protect me, and then I’ll have nothing to fear.”
Her soft voice gently swept by, and Waylon’s slightly knotted brows and eyes gradually relaxed, contentedly placing a kiss on her forehead, “Okay.”
Hope’s smile was gentle, “It’s late; let’s go home.”
After a night of trouble, face-slapping and ripping into others was mentally exhausting; Hope yawned lazily as she leaned into Waylon’s embrace.
“Mm, let’s go.”
Hope went over to bid Old Lady Mrs. Knox farewell, giving Alexander Knox who was standing behind her a cursory glance, coldly withdrawing her gaze, and then turning to leave.
Alexander’s gaze was profound; Hope’s candid eyes made him feel deeply uncomfortable, and the coldness dug sharply into his heart.
“Alexander.”
“Grandmother.”
“Go and make things clear to Little Hope, some words, if held in too long, will do harm.”
Old Lady Mrs. Knox shook her head helplessly, knowing that such a good girl was ultimately not meant for their family.
All she could say was that the young lad from the Lewis Family was lucky, and she hoped he would cherish her.
…
“Hope Williams.”
Hope Williams was just walking out to the gate with Waylon Lewis and the two little ones.
She slowly turned around, her gaze falling on Alexander Knox who had come after her.
Alexander’s eyes were filled with painful indecision as he glanced at Waylon Lewis.
Hope slightly furrowed her brow and turned to Waylon, “Take Luke and Willow to the car to wait for me.”
Waylon gave Alexander a hard look, heavy with warning, before finally taking his eyes off him and leaving.
Alexander stood in place, and as his eyes met the woman’s indifferent ones, a sense of indescribable panic began to rise in his heart.
“…Thank you.”
It took him a long while to muster just two words.
Hope regarded him coldly with a lift of her beautiful eyebrow, her tone distant, “You’re welcome. Saving you was just to avoid you interfering with my plans.”
A bitter look flashed in Alexander’s eyes. “Do you have to be so blunt?”
“I’m someone who likes to tell it like it is.”
Had it not been for fear that his reaction to the drug might delay her plans, she wouldn’t have bothered to save him considering what he had tried to do to her in the room.
“I’m sorry.”
“Mm, got it.” Hope looked at him squarely, not wanting to say more and nodded slightly, “I’ll take my leave.”
Under Hope’s utterly straightforward gaze, Alexander felt increasingly like a villain.
A villain taking advantage of someone’s vulnerability.
He no longer even had the right to like her.
“Hope Williams.”
Hope’s steps slowed slightly, she merely glanced to the side, giving him no more attention than that.
The stifling pressure in Alexander’s chest hovered, the words on his lips wavering for a long while before he finally said, “…Never mind.”
The mere two words seemed to take all his strength, and as he watched her retreating back, Alexander forcefully closed his eyes and said in a husky voice to himself,
“I wish you happiness.”
Waylon Lewis had been waiting by the car for a while, and as Hope approached, he reached out his hand to her, seeing the sweet smile on his little woman’s face, his own face was filled with tenderness.
The familiar scent drew near, and Hope leaned slightly against Waylon’s sturdy chest.
“Feeling good?”
Hope nodded, not denying, “Of course, how could I not in my husband’s arms?”
A storm of emotion surged in Waylon’s dark eyes, “What did you call me?”
Hope smiled again, tiptoeing and whispering into Waylon’s ear, “Husband.”
“…”
“Say it again.”
“Didn’t you hear me?”
“No.”
“Husband!”
“Say it again.”
“…”
Hope raised her hand to pinch Waylon’s ear, “Waylon Lewis, are you deaf?”
“I still want to hear it.”
Waylon was beyond pleased.
“I’m not saying it anymore.”
“Baby, say it one more time.”
“No way!”
“Daddy, Mommy, you two are really too much.”
The gaze of Hope and Waylon paused.
“Showing off your love in front of us every day, humph, especially you, Daddy. Mommy called you ‘husband,’ we all heard it.”
