She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 219 - If She Cant Live Let Her Die

Chapter 219: Chapter 219 If She Can’t Live, Let Her Die

Chapter 219 -219 If She Can’t Live, Let Her Die

“Ah! Help! Someone’s been murdered!”

Amelia Bailey sprawled out on the ground, clutching her chest and wailing in pain.

Only then did others react, their faces filled with disbelief.

Waylon Lewis, paying no heed to the rest, stepped forward, bent down, and picked up Hope Williams. His incomparably handsome face was full of stern chilliness. His eyebrows instantly knitted as he saw Hope’s slapped red cheek, and the coldness emanating from him intensified a thousandfold.

“Waylon…” Even Alitzel Williams, who stood nearby, felt a subconscious jolt in her heart. It was the first time she had sensed such bone-chilling coldness from Waylon Lewis.

Everyone present gave a slight shiver.

“Waylon Lewis!” Isaiah Lewis’s face darkened with anger. “Have you gone mad? She is your great-aunt!”

Waylon Lewis glanced at Isaiah, forcing him to take a step back with the sheer intensity of the look. The overwhelming chilliness emanating from him was suffocating.

“Dad, Waylon is absolutely unreasonable!” Isaiah turned to Old Master Lewis with a grieved face. “You can’t condone this behavior. Amelia is an elder, how could he… This is practically murderous.”

“Shut your mouth,” barked Old Master Lewis, who had also been startled by Waylon’s earlier display. But upon further thought, he deemed they truly had it coming. “If you had disciplined her properly, she wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

“But no matter what, Amelia is an elder. Waylon shouldn’t strike her, no matter the circumstances.”

“An elder?” The man holding the woman in his arms let out a voice as cold as ice.

“Am I wrong? Waylon Lewis, you…” Isaiah gritted his teeth. “I am your great-uncle, she’s your great-aunt. Are we not your elders? By striking her, aren’t you striking me in the face?”

“Then let it be struck.”

Isaiah narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean?”

Waylon Lewis gave him a cold, sweeping look.

“From now on, this familial hierarchy means nothing to me, Waylon Lewis.”

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Isaiah was taken aback. “You…you intend to sever our family ties over this woman…I am your blood uncle, your father’s own brother. You can’t just sever blood ties because you say so, Waylon Lewis, you…”

“Then perhaps I’ll just drain the blood from your bodies.”

Suddenly.

Everyone’s faces froze solid, with something stuck in their throats, blocking every word.

The room was filled with a domineering presence, causing hearts to race in fright.

They feared any second, Waylon Lewis would turn the room into a bloody scene.

Amelia Bailey suddenly rose and flung herself at Old Master Lewis’s bedside. “Dad, did you hear that? Not only did Waylon hit me, his great-aunt, because of this woman, but he also wants to sever ties with us. Dad, please stand up for your daughter-in-law. This is outrageous.”

Amelia Bailey threw a tantrum, crying hysterically. “It was obviously this bitch who talked back to me first. I’m an elder. Can’t I discipline her?”

“Someone judge this for me. Is there no justice left in this world?”

Waylon Lewis’s brow throbbed violently.

His clenched fist cracked.

If you can’t live on, then go die.

Waylon Lewis stepped forward, but the next moment his arm tightened; he turned, and Hope Williams looked at him with slightly reddened eyes, lightly shaking her head.

Seizing the moment, Old Master Lewis bellowed, “You three, get out! I never want to see you again in the Lewis Family.”

Isaiah’s heart went cold as he looked at Old Master Lewis in shock, but the old man’s face showed no mercy.

“Get out,” Old Master Lewis ordered again when he saw the three of them standing still, his voice harsh.

Amelia Bailey jumped, shaking as she looked at Isaiah Lewis.

Isaiah gritted his teeth hard, as waves of cold hostility swept over them. Waylon Lewis’s emotions had reached a boiling point.

If they stayed any longer, he didn’t dare imagine what might happen. Isaiah grabbed the woman on the ground and walked out with a dark face.

As he brushed past Waylon Lewis, he couldn’t help but shiver.

The next moment, Isaiah’s pupils suddenly dilated as a murderous punch whizzed past his ear.

“Waylon Lewis!”

“Ah…” Amelia Bailey screamed.

With a loud “thud,” the woman in front of them rolled her eyes back and collapsed to the ground.

The floor where she lay became wet, and a foul smell spread.

Amelia Bailey had wet herself…

But Waylon Lewis’s punch had only hit the wall.

Isaiah and his son stiffened on the spot, regarding Waylon Lewis as if he was a devil incarnate.

Hope Williams, unable to help it, felt tears welling up in her eyes and rushed into Waylon’s embrace.

“Waylon Lewis, please don’t be angry anymore, okay?” Hope’s voice was unusually timid.

Waylon held her tightly in his arms with gentleness, one hand caressing her back, the other tenderly stroking her soft hair. “Alright, I won’t get angry. Don’t cry.”

Hope Williams nodded her head with effort.

Yet, tears kept on wandering aimlessly around her eyes.

Alone, she had to protect others, clad in armor bristling with thorns to confront those who wished to harm her.

But once the person who protected her appeared, cradling her tenderly in his arms, refusing to let her suffer any harm, inexplicable tears would surge forth.

She wished to show her vulnerability only to him.

With him by her side, she could hide in his embrace and reveal her feminine side.

Old Master Lewis’s brows furrowed slightly as he spoke in a deep voice, “Waylon…”

Waylon Lewis raised his eyes to give Old Master Lewis a cold glance, took Hope Williams by the hand without a word, and strode out.

…

Old Master Lewis drew a slight breath, truly seeing such an indifferent look from Waylon Lewis for the first time.

Alitzel Williams sighed softly, walked silently to Old Master Lewis’s side, and sat down, “Dad, don’t take it to heart, Waylon he…”

“He resents me!” Old Master Lewis shook his head,

“In my current state, I dare not die…”

“Dad.” Alitzel Williams quickly interrupted Old Master Lewis.

Old Master Lewis raised his hand, “Let me finish. I’m aware of all the scheming that goes on behind my back in this family, and I know all too well how Big Boss’s family resents the arrangements I’ve made.”

Old Master Lewis slightly raised his head and sighed deeply, “If I were to go now, it wouldn’t just be Big Boss’s family, but others would not stay in line, either. Little Hope is smart; she solves problems for Waylon and has made decisions for me that I’ve been unable to make.”

“Are you saying?”

Alitzel Williams’s heart tightened. She had also noticed that Hope Williams could have dodged that slap just now, but she didn’t. Why?

“Big Boss’s family has certainly learned a lesson this time from encountering Hope Williams. They’re used to being arrogant and disrespectful because they are the eldest, and someone needed to set them straight. Waylon is angry with me for still showing them favor just now.

But flesh is flesh, be it the palm or the back of the hand,” Old Master Lewis said, shaking his head helplessly.

At his age, he wished for nothing more than harmony among his descendants.

But clearly, born into a family like theirs, there could be no real harmony.

Hope Williams had seen through this and decided it was better to make a clean break if unity was impossible.

Alitzel Williams’s eyes shifted, and suddenly she understood something.

Hope Williams had taken that slap on purpose!

It was because of what she had just said to her outside!

Isaiah Lewis’s family, considering themselves the eldest and looking down on everyone, didn’t even regard them.

Due to being close kin and elder siblings, their relationship had made them repeatedly tolerate Isaiah Lewis’s family, enduring annoyance without breaking ties.

This had only emboldened their family to become more and more arrogant, taking their forbearance for granted.

Like just now, with Amelia Bailey daring to curse at Hope Williams in front of the Elder Lewis, Isaiah Lewis, blind to it, not only failing to intervene but encouraging it, and even their lecherous son brazenly eyeing Waylon Lewis’s woman.

But what was most terrifying was…

Hope Williams!

My God.

Alitzel Williams had never imagined a single woman could be so strategic.

She glanced fearfully in the direction they had left.

She had only spoken to her briefly.

And yet she had such profound thoughts; how incredibly smart she must be.

Hope Williams had used that slap to completely fall out with Isaiah Lewis’s family.

The thin veil between their family and Big Boss’s family had been utterly torn; in the future, they wouldn’t need to hold back because of that relationship.

And with Elder Lewis having spoken, their family was forbidden from entering the Lewis home again.

She was clearing troubles for Waylon Lewis.

And she had pushed Old Master Lewis to make a decision he had long been unable to make!

Alitzel Williams’s thoughts delved deep.

…

In Hope Williams’s office, Waylon Lewis had Thomas Hughes buy cooked eggs and was gently rubbing them on Hope Williams’s face.

“Does it still hurt?” Waylon’s voice was very deep, and the atmosphere so oppressive that Thomas Hughes, after setting down the eggs, scurried out as if fleeing for his life.

Hope Williams honestly nodded, “A little bit still, but it’ll be fine in a while. Can you stop frowning now, please?”

Waylon Lewis tugged his lips slightly, but his expression did not improve, “Why didn’t you dodge?”

Hope Williams was momentarily stunned, her eyes flickered away, and she pursed her lips, “I couldn’t.”

“I saw it.”

Waylon Lewis’s deep eyes gazed at her, inevitably filled with anger.

He had just reached the doorway the second before the slap fell; he hated that he was too late to stop it, but he saw that Hope Williams could have dodged.

He was furious that she could avoid it but didn’t.