She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 375: Two Tsunderes

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: Two Tsunderes

Hope nodded obediently, "Got it, you guys keep talking, I won’t disturb you."

Hope turned her head to slip away.

Waylon Lewis grabbed her hand, "We’re done talking."

"That fast?" Hope blinked and glanced at Liam Cloud.

Liam Cloud approached leisurely, flashing a lazy smile, "What, you thought I had a lot to talk about with him?"

Hope was a bit curious about what they talked about but didn’t ask at that moment. She pursed her lips, "Since you’re done, let’s go downstairs to eat. Lunch should be ready by now, and Liam, you should join us."

Liam Cloud gave a faint smile, as always devoid of much warmth, but a unique tenderness towards her was hidden deep within.

"No thanks, you guys go ahead, I have things to do," he said, and left.

Hope asked, "In such a hurry?"

Liam Cloud glanced at Waylon Lewis and chuckled lightly, "Yeah, quite urgent."

Following Liam’s gaze, Hope unconsciously looked at Waylon Lewis.

Waylon’s expression was mostly stoic, just a sober stare at Liam, "What are you looking at me for?"

As if he was the one forcing Liam to leave.

Liam’s gaze returned to Hope, his voice suddenly tinged with a hint of helplessness, "Being forced to leave does feel rushed."

"Forced out?" Hope furrowed her brows and glanced at Waylon again.

Waylon wanted to kick him but restrained himself because Hope was there; with a dark face, he retorted, "I did not."

"He did."

"I didn’t."

"Huh?" Hope was puzzled.

Liam’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, "Indeed, he’s forcing me to leave."

This was totally something Waylon could do, so Hope turned to him, "Waylon Lewis..."

Waylon was about to explode from frustration, dark eyes focusing on Liam, "Are you asking for a beating?"

Liam smiled wickedly, "Try it and see who ends up beating whom."

Hope rubbed her furrowed brow, feeling helpless as she looked at the two men in front of her.

Fine!

Fight!

She didn’t care anymore!

"Alright."

Both men turned to look at Hope simultaneously.

"Why don’t you two have a fight? You won’t settle down otherwise. Do I need to set up a ring for you, bring in a few people to cheer you on or something?"

"..."

"..."

"Maybe I should also arrange an award ceremony for you two, right? Get a trophy set up, make a poster to promote it. Otherwise, it wouldn’t do justice to the effort you put into fighting, right?"

Hope raised her delicate eyebrows and wrapped her arms over her chest, watching them.

Waylon, "..."

Liam, "..."

Hope arched an eyebrow and continued with a light tsk, "Better yet, end up in a hospital together, getting casts that keep you bedridden for half a month. If not, you won’t learn your lesson and you’ll fight again."

Hope said this with all seriousness, showing no sign of joking around.

The two men froze yet again, their clenched fists unconsciously relaxing, and the tense atmosphere around them calmed.

Seeing both their thin lips pursed into a line, Hope let out a teaser smile.

Taking the opportunity to let the two prideful men step down, she walked downstairs.

Waylon pursed his lips and glanced at Liam before naturally following her down.

Liam snorted lightly at Waylon, "Childish."

Perhaps Liam really did have something to do as he didn’t stay for the meal and left straight away.

...

Descending the stairs, Hope wanted to scold the two who ran off faster than rabbits.

Aria Richardson and Wyatt Lewis sat upright on the sofa, but as Hope swept her gaze over them, they both shivered and turned around to give her a genuinely heartfelt smile. In unison, they waved, "Hi~ Hope (Sister-in-law)."

Hope sat down on the couch with a stern face, arms folded, ignoring them both.

Aria slid closer to Hope, tugging on her arm and shaking it, "Hope, this... that..."

"No this and that. I’m not listening."

Hope was a little miffed.

"Cough cough..."

Wyatt tilted his head, "?"

Aria desperately sent eye signals to Wyatt, her eyes almost blinking out, but Wyatt kept looking bewildered, not getting the hint.

Aria felt like crying but had to fend for herself, her voice softening, "Hope, we were wrong, we messed up. We’ll never leave you behind again."

Wyatt coughed lightly, this coquettish behavior... wasn’t really like the tomboy Aria at all.

"We are breaking up with you," Hope declared decisively.

"Please, dear Hope, we really won’t dare next time, please forgive us," Aria pleaded with sincere, wide eyes.

"Sister-in-law, we really won’t dare next time..."

"Hope, don’t be mad, please..."

Hope couldn’t hold back and let out a snort of laughter inadvertently.

Aria was caught off guard for a moment.

"Alright, enough of the coyness. I was just teasing, I’m not that petty," Hope said, containing her laughter.

"So you’re not mad."

"Not at all."

"What a relief."

"Dinner is ready," the servant announced, carrying the last dish to the table and approached.

"Great." Hope nodded, called out to Aria and the others, then went upstairs to fetch Luke and Willow.

Hope padded softly into the room, careful not to startle the two deeply sleeping little ones, and gently patted Luke first, whispering, "Luke, time to get up for eats."

Luke curled up, stirred but didn’t wake up, so Hope turned to the other little bed, "Willow, it’s time to eat."

Willow also didn’t open her eyes, and Hope frowned, feeling that something was not right.