She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 338: Birthday Banquet

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Birthday Banquet

Old Master Lewis’s birthday banquet is a grand event, and today it’s definitely full of guests. Every descendant of the Lewis Family will not be absent, and as the eldest grandson and granddaughter-in-law, we cannot be late.

Hope Williams got up early to apply some light makeup. Today, she chose a qipao with a light blue base color adorned with red, embroidered with red three-dimensional embroidery on the soft silk fabric.

Her hair was tied back neatly, and her delicate face revealed elegance and poise with each frown and smile, exuding an excellent temperament.

Waylon Lewis also changed into a suit, looking dashing in his smart attire. Seeing that he hadn’t tied his tie yet, Hope picked for him a slightly brighter colored tie and stood on her tiptoes to tie it for him personally.

"Did you just check on Luke and Willow? Are they awake?" Her slender fingers tied his tie as she asked.

"Not yet." Waylon replied with a smile in his eyes. "But I’ve gotten them both up."

"..."

Hope was somewhat helpless and lightly patted him, "Can you not be like a stern stepfather to them, can you be a bit more gentle?"

"I was very gentle this time."

"Did you get their clothes for today like I asked?"

"Following the wife’s orders, I got them all," Waylon said as he wrapped his arm around Hope’s slender waist.

Hope was tickled by his move and pushed his hand away, "Stop it, or the tie will look ugly."

"As long as you tied it, it doesn’t matter how ugly it is."

Hope looked at him resignedly, but indeed, this was her first time tying a tie. Usually, when she saw Waylon tie his, it seemed quite simple.

After tying the tie, Hope looked at the tie she had tied for the first time and was extremely satisfied.

"Alright, have a look and see if it’s okay."

Waylon looked in the mirror and had never seen such an ugly tie.

"Is it okay?"

"Not bad at all," Waylon answered without hesitation.

"That’s good then. You should go downstairs to eat soon, I’ll go check if Luke and Willow are dressed." Saying this, Hope slipped away from his hands and quickly left the room.

Waylon raised his hand wanting to adjust the tie, then he remembered the sentence ’it doesn’t matter how ugly it is.’

After thinking, Waylon lowered his hand and looked in the mirror again. The more he looked at it, the more he thought, "Not too bad."

The tie tied by his wife is always the best.

Willow takes longer to dress than Luke. After Luke finished washing up, Willow was still sitting on the bed with messy hair, struggling with her socks, not noticing she wore them inside out, her big eyes squinted, clearly not yet fully awake.

Hope’s heart was torn with worry.

"Willow, baby, don’t you want to see your great-grandfather?"

"Willow wants to!" Willow’s voice was soft, barely awake.

Hope quickly picked up her daughter and brought her into the restroom. After dressing up, her soft hair was tied into two round buns, adorned with two red hair bands, looking very much alive.

Luke in his little suit, Willow in her cotton princess dress, when the family was ready, Hope finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thomas Hughes was already waiting in the car downstairs.

The family of four went out, where Thomas Hughes, standing by the car, was dazzled by the high attractiveness of the family, which was undeniable to anyone.

Waylon held Hope’s hand and was about to get in the car when a familiar ringtone sounded. It was Waylon’s phone.

Waylon’s eyebrows furrowed as he glanced at the screen of the phone.

"What’s wrong?" Seeing him frown, Hope couldn’t help but ask.

"It’s nothing, it’s cold outside, you get in the car first." Waylon opened the car door, protected Hope into the car, and then picked up the phone.

Hope, watching Waylon outside on the phone, couldn’t hear what he was saying, but his expression seemed quite serious, and her heart sank.

After the call, Waylon sat back in the car and held Hope’s hand. His expression unchanged, he casually said, "I have a little something to deal with, can you take Luke and Willow to the old house first?"

"Is it urgent?" Hope was a little worried.

Is there something more important right now than Elder Lewis’s birthday banquet?

"Yeah, a bit. I can handle it, don’t worry." Waylon didn’t go into detail about what it was.

Hope sighed lightly, "Okay, I’ll explain to Grandpa for you. Finish quickly and come back, it’s not good if you’re not there for Grandpa’s birthday banquet."

"Okay." Waylon raised his hand to rub Hope’s head, opened the car door, and stepped out, also taking Thomas Hughes, who was originally driving, with him and called another driver.

Hope looked out the window, watching Waylon’s hastening departure, her thoughts heavy.

"Mommy, isn’t Daddy coming with us?" Luke leaned on the window watching Waylon leave.

Hope touched Luke’s little head, softly saying, "He has something to do, he’ll come later. Let’s go ahead."

"Okay then."

Luke and Willow, both somewhat sad in their little expressions due to Waylon’s sudden departure.

"Madam, shall we depart now?" The driver asked.

"Yes, let’s go."

The Lewis Family old house, at this moment not many people had arrived yet, but the Lewis Family’s relatives were all there. Hope, carrying Luke and Willow, entered the main house.

Alitzel Williams was busy in the hall, the Fuller sisters were also present; they were like irremovable plasters, impossible to shake off. Alitzel didn’t want to make a scene on such an important day, as long as they didn’t cause trouble, she let them be.

Seeing Hope arrive, Alitzel’s eyes immediately lit up with joy.

"Mom."

"Grandma." Luke and Willow chimed in unison.

Alitzel went over to hold Hope’s hand, looked at the two adorable little ones but didn’t see her son, "Where’s Waylon? Didn’t he come with you?"

"He’s got some urgent matters, he’ll come later." Hope immediately explained.

"Oh, what urgent matters can be more important than Old Master Lewis’s birthday banquet now?" Amelia Bailey came over, her voice sharp, ridiculing with a laugh.