She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 368 Waylon Lewis Knows This Best

Chapter 368: Chapter 368 Waylon Lewis Knows This Best

Christopher Lewis’ hospital room was eerily quiet, with Christopher lying in bed with a taut face.

Alitzel Williams sat in a corner of the sofa with a pinched face, lips tightly sealed without uttering a word.

Both were in the same hospital room, but wished they could stick to the walls, keeping the furthest distance from each other.

The atmosphere was very stiff, looking as if they had just had an argument.

"Good morning, Grandma."

As soon as Luke and Willow entered, they cheerfully called out to Alitzel Williams, their babyish voices immediately breaking the tense atmosphere.

Seeing her two precious grandchildren, Alitzel Williams stood up and walked over, "Oh, my darlings, Grandma missed you so much, let Grandma hug you."

Watching Alitzel Williams hugging and kissing the two little ones, Christopher was a bit envious.

It seemed like no one had noticed him calling out a moment ago.

He felt as if he had been forgotten!

"Ahem..." He deliberately made a noise to remind them that he, too, was there.

"Grandma, we missed you too, are you happy to see Luke and Willow?"

"Happy, very happy."

No one paid attention to Christopher, "Ahem, ahem!" He coughed twice, more forcefully.

"Grandma was just unhappy, why is that?"

Luke and Willow blinked their eyes at Alitzel Williams, both five-and-a-half-year-olds could see that Alitzel Williams had been in a bad mood just now.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

Why did no one notice him yet?

Had he coughed too softly?

It wasn’t that soft either; he coughed so hard that his shoulder wound hurt along with it.

"Who else could it be for." Alitzel Williams glanced at Christopher and huffed.

"It’s you again, Bad Grandpa." Willow snorted.

Finally noticed, Christopher didn’t have time to rejoice before his old face immediately darkened.

"I didn’t do anything to her."

Christopher defended himself in a measured tone, "And why am I always called Bad Grandpa?"

"Because Bad Grandpa always picks on my Mommy, and you often accuse my Mommy without using your brain." Willow whispered, but the quietness of the hospital room meant everyone heard.

Doing anything that makes Mommy unhappy set the standard for being ’bad’ in Luke and Willow’s eyes.

Waylon Lewis knew this all too well.

Christopher’s face turned black as coal, he glared at Hope Williams, "Did you teach the children this?"

Hope Williams tugged at her lips slightly.

"Do I need to teach them? Isn’t it the fact?" Alitzel Williams huffed coldly, immediately peeling fruit for Luke and Willow to eat.

Christopher was angered to the point of almost exploding, feeling extremely indignant.

"Luke, Willow, be good and stay here, Mommy and Daddy will be back in a while."

"Okay, you go ahead." The two little treasures were fed various treats by Alitzel Williams, their mouths bulging.

Hope Williams smiled faintly and walked out with Waylon Lewis.

...

Waylon Lewis had stopped putting pressure on the Fuller Clan, finally giving them a chance to breathe.

In the hospital room of Old Master Fuller, the old butler of the Fuller Family reported this situation to Old Master Fuller, which was the best news of the past few days.

Old Master Fuller, who felt bankruptcy was imminent, immediately perked up, clutching the butler’s hand tightly, "Really?"

"For certain."

"Good, good, the heavens have not forsaken our Fuller Family," Old Master Fuller exclaimed joyfully.

But in the next second, the door to the hospital room was knocked. Thinking it was the doctor, two policemen in uniform entered instead, showing their identification.

Old Master Fuller’s expression hardened, and he looked at the approaching policemen, puzzled, "Officers, is there a problem?"

"Walker Fuller, you are suspected of murder. Please come with us." The demeanor of the two policemen was all business.

Old Master Fuller was astonished, "Murder? Officers, you must be mistaken, I didn’t do it..."

"We will determine whether you did it or not, please come with us." The two policemen stepped forward and took hold of Old Master Fuller, one on each side.

"Wait! Wait! Let me go first, I need to find my lawyer, I have to find my lawyer!"

Old Master Fuller was pulled up from his bed, struggling forcefully, but failing to free himself from the grip of the police.

He steadied himself and urgently said to the old butler, "Go find my lawyer, hurry up!"

Walker Fuller was dragged out of the hospital room, and there stood Waylon Lewis and Hope Williams at the doorway, their cool gazes watching him indifferently.

"It’s you!" Old Master Fuller’s eyes narrowed with loathing, "Are you satisfied now? Just you wait, just you wait. When I get out, I won’t let you off."

"Get out?" Waylon Lewis sneered, "I hope you can fulfill that statement in your lifetime."

At this moment, Walker Fuller still believed that even if Waylon Lewis handed over the evidence of him ordering the hit on Christopher Lewis to the police, he wasn’t afraid; at worst this would be attempted murder, a few years in jail.

As long as the Fuller Family stood firm, once he was out, he still had a chance.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.