She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 285 Luke Willow Going to Give You Hugs

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Aria’s mood improved after beating up those two despicable women.

Wyatt Lewis watched her triumphant demeanor and hooked his lips slightly.

"Put your shoes on." Wyatt bent down and placed the shoes he had retrieved in front of her.

"Okay." Aria bent slightly, lowered her head, and lifted her foot.

Just as Wyatt rose, Aria suddenly widened her eyes and quickly moved backward, but she moved so quickly that she unintentionally fell backwards.

"Be careful." Wyatt’s quick reflexes allowed him to catch Aria by the waist.

In her panic, Aria flailed her arms in mid-air, desperately looking for something to grasp. Seeing Wyatt lean towards her, she instinctively hooked her arms around his neck.

A piercing ray of sunlight fell, and they locked eyes.

Aria’s heart pounded violently.

Waylon was also stunned.

"Ah~" Aria trembled, and her body sprang back as if electrified.

Waylon was startled by her reaction and quickly let go, "Why are you screaming?"

Aria patted her pounding heart, awkwardly pulling at her lip, "...Thank you."

"You?"

Wyatt’s brow twitched.

Aria quickly walked forward.

Wyatt felt somewhat at a loss.

He looked down at the shoes scattered on the ground...

She seemed even more scatterbrained than him.

"Hey, your shoes." Wyatt called out to her.

"Oh, right." Aria hurried back to put them on, then left with a red face.

In the car, Aria sat in the passenger seat while Wyatt drove.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward due to what had just happened.

Wyatt raised an eyebrow, glancing at Aria, "What’s the matter?"

"What’s the matter?"

"Just now you were all chatty like fireworks, and now you’re silent."

"Fireworks?"

Aria looked up at him, annoyed, "You’re the fireworks, your whole family are fireworks."

"Alright, so my sister-in-law is one too."

"She’s not." Aria huffed, not allowing anyone to speak ill of Hope Williams.

Seeing her defend Hope, Wyatt smiled, "You’re really loyal."

Wyatt hadn’t expected her to be so daring as to barge into the Fuller Family’s place and not take them seriously at all; Old Man Fuller’s face turned green with rage.

"Of course, Hope is my best friend, I would never let her be bullied," Aria naturally smirked.

"It’s good for my sister-in-law to have you as a best friend."

"You’re not bad yourself; you usually seem so carefree, but just now, you were quite manly."

Aria glanced sideways at Wyatt while buckling her seatbelt.

Wyatt’s lips twitched, "I’m not manly usually?"

Aria paused, looking at his serious face and laughed, "Manly, very manly."

Satisfied, Wyatt started the car, "Where to? The hospital?"

"Probably not." Aria checked her phone, "I have things to do, so I won’t go to the hospital yet. Hope is probably still asleep, and with the Great Demon King there, they don’t need me. I’ll visit her later."

Wyatt pulled his lips into a smirk, "Great Demon King?"

"Your brother, doesn’t he always have that grim look on his face? Definitely like a Great Demon King."

Wyatt felt this deeply.

Just thinking of how Waylon had treated him normally made his skin crawl; definitely, it was like a Great Demon King!

Hope Williams woke up that evening, tried to sit up, but felt weak and collapsed, her body aching and devoid of strength.

"Don’t move." Waylon rushed over, supporting Hope, and asked with concern, "Are you still feeling unwell anywhere?"

Hope struggled to shake her head, her voice hoarse as she barely uttered, "I’m okay."

"Mommy~" Luke and Willow ran to Hope’s bedside as soon as they saw her awaken, their long-held back tears immediately starting to fall.

"Don’t... don’t cry..." Hope tried to raise her hand to comfort the two little ones, but she lacked even the strength to lift her hand.

Waylon gave Luke and Willow a look.

Sniffing, they immediately obediently stopped crying, "Mommy, does it still hurt? Luke and Willow will blow it better."

Hope smiled weakly, "It doesn’t hurt anymore, my darlings..."

Hope turned to look at Waylon, emotions swirling in her eyes.

Waylon gently placed his hand on her head, his thumb tenderly stroking her, "I know what you want to ask. Liam wasn’t captured by me; he was taken by someone else. I was in a rush to find you and couldn’t intervene. I’m on it, and I’ll keep you informed."

Hope blinked, her heart filled with too many emotions, choked up, and in intense pain.

There was so much she wanted to say, yet when she spoke, it was reduced to just one plea, "The incident back then had nothing to do with him, Waylon, please, save him..."

This request, coming from Hope, who had always viewed Liam as an enemy, was perhaps too much for Waylon, but she had to ask.

To Waylon, it was the first time Hope had asked him for help, the first time she showed reliance on him, and it was for another man.

Especially since just now, in her sleep, she had been calling that man’s name...

Waylon felt a bitter ache in his heart.