She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 290: Staying by Her Side

Wyatt Lewis and Aria Richardson exchanged a look of mutual desolation, "It turns out we’re not worthy."

Waylon Lewis scooped some porridge with a spoon, carefully blew on it until it was at the right temperature, and then brought it to her lips, "It’s not hot."

"I can eat by myself."

"I’ll feed you." He wouldn’t take no for an answer.

"..." Hope Williams opened her mouth and took a bite.

She really had no appetite today, swallowing with difficulty, but she knew the baby needed nutrients, and she couldn’t just not eat.

Hope ate slowly, so Waylon also slowed down, spoon feeding her patiently without showing any sign of impatience until Hope said she really couldn’t eat anymore. Only then did Waylon stop, swiftly finishing off the remaining porridge in her bowl with a few quick spoonfuls.

Throughout this, Aria watched as Waylon took meticulous care of Hope, and she finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Wyatt caught her subtle expressions and smiled, "You don’t need to worry; my brother values my sister-in-law more than his own life. He’d burn himself before letting her feel any heat."

Seeing this scene had convinced Aria that with someone to care for Hope so attentively, she could be at ease.

"Waylon Lewis!" Waylon called him.

"Yes!" Being called by name, Wyatt immediately sprang up like a student called by a teacher, moving closer to Waylon, "Brother?"

"Handle the company matters for the next few days."

"Oh, okay... Handle them for me... What? Handle them for me?" Wyatt looked bewildered, "Brother, you’re entrusting the company matters to me... Are you sure?"

Waylon frowned deeply, sweeping him with a glance, indeed feeling somewhat...

"Thomas Hughes will help you."

"But..." He felt overwhelmed just looking at those files.

"Do you have a problem with that?"

"I do..." Wyatt grimaced, "...no."

"What about you, brother?" Wyatt asked, trembling.

"Taking care of my wife."

What a perfect reason! Wyatt found not a single gap to argue.

"If there’s a problem, you’ll start from the bottom as an intern."

What? Him, a person who falls asleep looking at files... Wyatt inwardly complained bitterly.

"Sister-in-law..." Wyatt looked pleadingly at Hope.

Seeing his dramatic despair, Hope shook her head helplessly, "Wyatt, you really need to start taking some responsibility. The company isn’t just your brother’s; instead of doing nothing, it’s better for you to work properly at the company. He trusts you, and that’s why he’s entrusting you with the company matters, isn’t it? Train yourself well. It’s for your own good."

His sister-in-law is on his brother’s side; of course, they’re husband and wife. Wyatt felt even more bitter inside.

"Any more issues?" Waylon glanced at him coldly.

Wyatt looked deflated, "...no more issues."

"You may go." Waylon glanced at Aria, "You too."

The two "outcasts" were driven out again.

Wyatt complained bitterly, and Aria glanced at him, patting him on the shoulder, "Hang in there, I’m rooting for you."

Encouraged by her words, Wyatt looked at Aria with gratitude, only to see a schadenfreude grin almost stretching to her ears on her face.

"..."

The more Wyatt thought about it, the sadder he felt.

Hope gently shook her head, "Aren’t we being too harsh on Wyatt?"

"He’s been wild for too long, it’s time to reel him in, otherwise, he won’t even be able to get a wife."

"That’s not necessarily true; Wyatt is so handsome, there must be a lot of girls chasing him."

Thanks to the excellent Lewis Family genes, Wyatt’s face was truly flawless.

"He’s handsome?" Waylon’s brows tightened.

"Uh-huh."

Waylon’s frown deepened, and he moved his face closer to hers.

Suddenly close, Hope looked at him somewhat sluggishly, "What are you doing?"

"Look at me."

"Huh?" Seeing his serious expression, Hope didn’t quite understand.

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Hope tugged at herself, startled by the reason. She smiled slightly, very graciously saying, "Of course, in my eyes, you are always the most handsome, incomparable."

Waylon instantly relaxed, his demeanor suddenly becoming much gentler.

Pleased, he leaned down and gently kissed her lips, "Lie down and rest."

"Okay." Hope, still feeling weak, obediently lay down.

"Close your eyes; I’ll stay beside you."

Hope looked at him with a gentle gaze, then slowly closed her eyes.

Perhaps due to the pregnancy, Hope felt rather sleepy. Closing her eyes, she soon fell asleep.

Waylon touched her cheek; his eyes still full of concern.

The next day, Hope didn’t wake up particularly early.

She gently blinked as she opened her eyes and lifted a hand to her eye corner, touching a bit of dampness. Her mood was still somewhat gloomy.

She propped herself up, sitting up with some difficulty, stronger than the day before. Waylon came in to see this scene, sunlight streaming through the window falling on her, her posture against the bed slightly bewildered, not like she just woke up, but tinged with subtle sadness, which made her look especially pitiful.

Waylon approached and gently spoke, "You’re awake."

"Mhm."

Waylon gently smoothed Hope’s slightly disheveled hair.

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Hope shook her head, "No."

"I’ve scheduled a check-up for noon; is that okay?" Waylon said as he opened the breakfast box.

"It’s fine." Hope looked at the man before her; his face looked tired, his eyes slightly bloodshot and wearied, "You didn’t rest last night, did you?"

"I did."

But in reality, he hadn’t closed his eyes for a minute the previous night. Hope had been restless all night with nightmares; he didn’t feel like resting at all, staying beside her constantly.