She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 381: It Also Depends on Whether It’s Suitable or Not

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: It Also Depends on Whether It’s Suitable or Not

His body kept getting closer, and through the clothes, she could feel the burning heat of his body.

Allowing him to kiss freely, she saw the long-hidden desire in Waylon Lewis’ eyes, her heart skipped a beat. Since she became pregnant, he hadn’t touched her to protect her and the baby, but now, the atmosphere between them felt like it was on the brink of losing control if either of them went any further.

At this moment, a car slowly stopped outside, and Thomas Hughes quickly got out, intending to enter the villa, but the car next to it suddenly shook.

Thomas Hughes rubbed his eyes. Was he seeing things?

Thomas Hughes unconsciously moved closer to the car, suspiciously staring at it. Just as he thought he was seeing things, the car shook again.

Thomas Hughes scratched the back of his head, instinctively bent down to look towards the car window, though one could not see inside the car from here, but from inside you could see out.

Waylon Lewis was about to deepen the kiss when Hope Williams, eyes wide open, pushed Waylon Lewis away and suddenly screamed.

"Ah..."

"What’s wrong?"

"Somebody!"

Hope Williams covered her face; she saw a face suddenly appear on the car window which frightened her to the point her back went stiff in the middle of the night.

Waylon Lewis turned around and saw Thomas Hughes’ "utterly despised" face swaying ghost-like at the window.

Waylon Lewis’s face instantly darkened, and even Hope Williams saw the muscles on Waylon’s handsome face twitch.

Hope Williams quickly came to her senses, pushed Waylon Lewis away, and straightened her clothes, while Waylon Lewis hugged her and positioned her properly in her seat.

Then he reached out to open the car door.

Thomas Hughes still didn’t understand why the car would keep moving slightly, and then saw Waylon Lewis exit the car with a face set on destroying everything.

"Boss, why are..." Thomas Hughes instinctively glanced inside the car, then quickly bowed his head.

Mrs!

Wow!

So just now... were they playing inside?

At this moment, two words crazily floated through Thomas Hughes’ mind... It’s over!

"Sorry Boss, I didn’t mean to, you guys continue," Thomas Hughes feeling goosebumps, was terrified and shivered as if on the brink of an abyss...

Waylon Lewis coldly glared at him, his eyes almost piercing through him.

Thomas Hughes didn’t know what to do at this moment.

Waylon Lewis stared at him for a few seconds, then turned around and carried Hope Williams out of the car, Hope Williams tugged at her lips, and buried her face deep into Waylon Lewis’s chest.

Thomas Hughes wished he could bury himself underground; he couldn’t even cry, how was he supposed to know the Boss and Mrs were in the mood, playing in the car.

Waylon Lewis carried Hope Williams silently back to the villa, his tightly clenched handsome face showing his mood to kill Thomas Hughes.

Thomas Hughes, head bowed, took a few deep breaths and hurriedly followed, hitting his head "thud" against a pillar at the entrance.

Thomas Hughes held his head, wishing he could shoot up into the sky.

Waylon Lewis carried Hope Williams upstairs, and as soon as Hope Williams touched the bed, she rolled up in the covers.

Too awkward...

Waylon Lewis deeply furrowed his brow, his gaze full of fierceness as he went downstairs; today if he can’t give him a good reason for rushing here to find him, this assistant can roll as far away as possible.

Facing the prospect of being fired, Thomas Hughes stood downstairs unable to even sweat.

Seeing Waylon Lewis come down filled with a chill, Thomas Hughes nearly turned into a sieve from trembling.

Waylon Lewis sat down on the couch.

But in Thomas Hughes’ eyes, Waylon Lewis wasn’t sitting on a couch but on a chilling skeletal chair, and the Great Demon King on the skeletal chair’s wrath swept over him like a storm.

"What is it?" Each word was like spitting ice.

Thomas Hughes was shivering in place, not daring to move as if he was standing on the last piece of rock above magma.

"Previously... you, you sent me to investigate something... I found it."

Waylon Lewis stared at him, his silence prompting him to continue.

"These... these three people respectively, respectively..."

"When did you start stammering?"

Thomas Hughes swallowed.

"These people are named Mason Williams, Ted Williams, and Harry Williams and are from city A. Mason Williams is madam’s maternal grandfather, and the other two are madam’s cousins." Thomas Hughes spoke in one breath, not daring to take any punctuation.

Waylon Lewis frowned, glanced upstairs, and his expression slightly eased, "Are you certain?"

"We can be basically certain at the moment; if we want to further confirm, we need to test DNA." Thomas Hughes spoke extremely fast.

Waylon Lewis narrowed his eyes. Hope Williams had mentioned her grandfather to him, but she also said that she left with her mother when she was very young, due to some issues, and twenty years have passed. What does it mean for them to suddenly appear now?

"Have you figured out their intentions?"

"They probably want to recognize madam. In addition, there have often been strange people found outside the villa recently, which can be confirmed to be Mason Williams’ people; it has been dealt with, but they still send people to inquire about madam’s situation."

Waylon Lewis knit his eyebrows tightly, "After more than twenty years, now they think to find her, huh, this family also does not see whether they deserve it."

The old man had told him about Hope Williams. Hope Williams’ father died early, and her mother raised her alone; the mother and daughter endured many hardships, depending on each other. Later, Hope Williams’ mother also passed away when she was eighteen. If not for the old man’s help, Hope Williams’ days would have been even harder.

At that time, this family never thought about having such a granddaughter.

How could they not think there was a granddaughter suffering outside? Now that she is living well, they think of recognizing her back; what a dream.

"Boss, do you need to tell madam about this?"

Waylon Lewis lifted his hand, "No, don’t tell her yet, block them if they come looking again."

Although he didn’t understand the Boss’s intentions, Thomas Hughes immediately complied.

"How is Walker Fuller doing?"

"He still strongly demands legal defense."

Waylon Lewis’ eyes flashed with a mocking smile, "Then let him find [a lawyer], see how far he can take this."

This time, he must ensure Walker Fuller gets a severe sentence.

"Has Isaiah Lewis been found yet?" Waylon Lewis’s gaze darkened, a chilly glance swept towards Thomas Hughes, "When did you become so inefficient?"

Since the day he was driven out of the old house by the old man, these people had disappeared.

It was heard they had accrued debt at the casino, and without the Lewis family, they could not repay it. Casino people are ruthless, chopping hands and feet is just the beginning, so these people might be hiding.

So it took Thomas Hughes some effort to find them, but fortunately, he did.

Thomas Hughes immediately said, "We have found them now, it’s up to you how to handle them."

"Don’t let me see them again."

Thomas Hughes quickly nodded, delaying even a second to reply was disrespectful to his job, "Understood."

"There’s no need to tell the old man about this matter; he couldn’t bear it."

His own son killing his own grandson would break the old man’s heart; what he hated most was the Lewis family killing each other.

"Yes."

Waylon Lewis glanced at him, everything about him was annoying.

"You may go now." Waylon Lewis gritted his teeth, "Don’t let me see you for a while."

"Yes, yes, understood." Thomas Hughes promptly answered, bowed, and ran off like the wind.

Waylon Lewis took a few deep breaths, the anger in his chest still difficult to suppress.