She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 374 Caught Peeking

Chapter 374: Chapter 374 Caught Peeking

Thomas Hughes, "..."

The three people next to him almost exploded on the spot, could it be any more disgusting?

Has anyone ever told Waylon Lewis that his stern and imposing demeanor is quite terrifying?

Moreover, he stormed over with such an imposing aura only to suffocate out: "I only have affectionate feelings for you."

Hope Williams tugged and thought... this man... was getting all black-faced just because he said he and Wyatt Lewis have affectionate feelings for each other...

Hope Williams couldn’t stifle her laughter, amused by Waylon’s earnest and slightly aggrieved tone.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." She reached out and patted Waylon Lewis’s shoulder, "Okay~ you only have affectionate feelings for me."

With that one sentence from Hope Williams, Waylon Lewis’s expression instantly blossomed like spring, and he gently kissed her lips.

Aria Richardson, "..." Talk about nauseating affection!

"Damn! I can’t take this anymore, I am leaving." Wyatt Lewis walked away angrily and embarrassed.

Are these two going to let single dogs live in peace?

Aria Richardson blinked, thinking that Wyatt, being neglected by his big brother, was upset and stormed off. She went over and grabbed him, "Don’t go. Your brother still loves you deeply, don’t get mad, huh."

Wyatt’s eyelid twitched, that sounded kind of odd.

"Yo, this is quite lively." A deliberately careless voice chimed in.

Nobody knew when Liam Cloud lazily arrived at the entrance, his silver hair as eye-catching as ever. He walked in with a smile, lips curled up in a slight smirk.

"Liam Cloud, what are you here for?" Wyatt furrowed his brow.

"Definitely not to mess with you," Liam Cloud winked and chuckled towards Wyatt.

"Damn!" How could this guy be so irritating, "Can’t you talk properly?"

"If I couldn’t talk, how could you have heard me?"

Wyatt, "..."

Liam Cloud’s casual gaze shifted towards Waylon Lewis, whose countenance grew cold, and he raised an eyebrow with a smile, "Shall we talk about the one who’s in the terminal stage of craziness?"

Hope Williams, "..."

This guy...

Waylon Lewis, expressionless, looked up at Liam Cloud and remained silent.

The two were ten steps apart, and when their gazes crashed into each other, the air suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Subconsciously, Aria Richardson shuffled behind Wyatt.

"What are you doing?" Wyatt looked back at Aria Richardson.

"Don’t you feel the atmosphere suddenly turned terrifying?"

Wyatt trembled involuntarily and nodded in agreement, "I feel it too."

"Demi-god fights tend to hurt the innocent; we should back off a bit."

Hope Williams felt overwhelmed, "Liam Cloud, please talk properly."

Liam Cloud’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Shall we have a talk, Waylon?"

The usually composed Waylon Lewis’s face was icy, showing no interest in talking.

Liam Cloud obviously didn’t have a good temper either. Seeing Waylon’s attitude, a frosty expression gradually surfaced on his face.

Hope Williams closed her eyes, leaned towards Waylon Lewis, and pleaded with a smile, "Why not have a chat?"

Waylon looked at Hope Williams and responded, "Okay."

Aria Richardson, "..."

Wyatt, "..."

Waylon Lewis turned and walked towards the upstairs study, with Liam Cloud following nonchalantly after packing up his overwhelming chill.

Aria Richardson swallowed hard. She even felt that Hope Williams had to coax these two immature men with sweet nothings like "baby" and "darling."

Ridiculous!

Hope Williams finally exhaled in relief.

She was just worried that they were going to fight the moment there was a disagreement. Wasn’t it already difficult for her?

Aria Richardson leaned towards Hope Williams and looked meaningfully at the two icy silhouettes moving upstairs, clicking her tongue, "Hope, are you sure those two can stay together without fighting?"

Hope Williams’s heart sank, how could she have forgotten this part.

What if, in the middle of their talk, things heat up? After all, none of them are easy to talk to, each worse-tempered than the other.

"If you want to know, why not go up and see?" Wyatt suggested in a low voice.

Hope Williams and Aria Richardson simultaneously looked at Wyatt.

Wyatt stepped back, "... What?"

Aria Richardson, "Great idea!"

Hope Williams, "I don’t think that’s good."

The three tiptoed upstairs.

In the study, the two tall men were standing by the French windows, one aloof and steady, the other brazenly flamboyant.

Wyatt took the lead and sneaked a peek through a crack in the door.

Aria Richardson, seeing his practiced movements and methods, couldn’t keep her tongue in her cheek and whispered in a lowered voice, "You do this often, don’t you?"

"Occasionally, occasionally, for special circumstances."

Hope Williams glanced inside; she couldn’t see much, only Waylon’s silhouette, and naturally, what they were saying was too far to hear.

"Sister-in-law, come to the front." Wyatt tugged Hope Williams, positioning her at the forefront.

Hope Williams gestured with her hands, "Never mind, as long as they talk peacefully and don’t get physical."

"Don’t be like that; now that we’re here, listen to what they’re saying."

"Could we be discovered?"

"Shush, keep it down and we won’t." Wyatt stepped back to let Hope Williams stand in front.

"Let’s not, it would be so embarrassing if we get caught."

"No we won’t!" Wyatt asserted definitively.

As the two pushed and pulled, Hope Williams was pushed to the very front, followed by a "snap" sound.

"Ouch."

Aria Richardson, "It’s over."

Wyatt, "Run."

The two men inside turned their gaze to the door, breached by the intruder.

Hope Williams scrambled up from the ground, her eyes flustered and suddenly awkwardly locked with the two men inside.

Hope Williams was stunned, "I can explain. It wasn’t intentional eavesdropping. They dragged me here..."

Hope Williams pointed at the empty air behind her...

Liam Cloud raised an eyebrow, tilting his chin slightly.

Hope Williams looked behind herself and her expression collapsed.

...Where are they?

Damn! They ran off!

These two!

Hope Williams, on the verge of tears, watched as Waylon Lewis approached with tight lips and a strained look, crouching down to check her knees.

"Are you hurt?"

Hope Williams nodded obediently, somewhat sheepishly murmuring, "No."

Waylon Lewis grasped Hope Williams’s hand that had pressed against the floor, noticeably reddened.

Waylon’s expression darkened further as he gently rubbed and carefully blew on her palm.

Hope Williams’s heart melted by Waylon’s series of actions.

"Be more careful next time, do you hear me?" Waylon’s voice was low, with a hint of reprimand but even more so, concern.

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