She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 405: I am Waiting for You

Chapter 405: Chapter 405: I am Waiting for You

Aria Richardson didn’t have time to hesitate, as Alexander Knox handed her the umbrella.

She looked at him with a dazed expression and did not take the umbrella from him.

"Hmm?" Seeing that she didn’t take it, Alexander raised his voice slightly, "What’s wrong?"

Aria snapped back to her senses, looking at the man in front of her, "You... aren’t you waiting for someone?"

"Yeah, I was waiting for you."

Aria, "..."

What is he talking about? Who am I? Where am I? Did I hear wrong?

Aria blinked nervously.

Alexander opened the umbrella and stuffed it into her hands, smiling, "Let’s get to the car first, and I’ll put these in the trunk for you."

As he spoke, Alexander was already carrying her bags and quickly entered the rain.

"Hey, you..." You’ll get wet without the umbrella.

Alexander put the things in the car and came back to her, "What were you trying to say just now?"

Aria pursed her lips, "You... without an umbrella, my things will get wet!"

The air stilled for a second...

Hearing this, Alexander’s eyebrows slightly raised, but his expression was calm, making it hard to discern his emotions.

Aria bit her lip, What am I saying?!

"Then hold the umbrella for me," Alexander said calmly, "so your precious belongings don’t get... wet!"

Aria felt like he was being sarcastic.

Still, she subconsciously held the umbrella over him, and they both entered the rain together.

It took two trips to get all of Aria’s belongings into the trunk, and Aria quickly thanked Alexander twice before getting into the car.

She received a call from her driver as soon as she got in the car, telling her that traffic was too bad and he definitely couldn’t make it in half an hour, and he quickly apologized.

Aria unconsciously looked at Alexander, who had started the car, and responded into the phone, "Yes, I’m in a car now, no need to come."

The driver apologized again and then hung up the call.

The car was completely quiet inside, silent along the way, Aria’s hands twined together.

Alexander wasn’t much of a talker to begin with, and although Aria usually had a lot to say, now she didn’t know what to talk about.

"Why aren’t you talking? I remember you being quite talkative," Alexander said, his hand on the steering wheel, giving her a brief glance.

Aria tugged at her lips, biting her fingertips, racking her brain for a topic, "...Thank you for taking me home."

"No need to thank me, I’m headed this way anyway."

Really? She clearly remembered that the Richardson and Knox families are in opposite directions.

"That time at the bar, my friend drank too much and accidentally hurt you, sorry about that..."

Alexander turned his head to look at her again, silent for a moment.

Aria almost bit her lip raw, wondering why she brought that up.

Just when she thought Alexander might ignore her, his low, mellow voice slowly asked, "So, what’s your relationship with Wyatt Lewis?"

The moment the question was asked, Alexander’s fingers gripped the steering wheel a bit tighter.

"Just friends," Aria answered casually.

"Only friends?"

Aria nodded again, "Yeah, why?"

Alexander hooked his lips, "No reason."

Aria didn’t continue the conversation, and the car slowly stopped in front of the Richardson family mansion.

Aria thanked Alexander, "I’ve arrived, thanks for your trouble."

"Then, shall you treat me to a meal?"

Aria paused unbuckling her seat belt, looking up at him, "What?"

"Don’t you think you should treat me to a meal as thanks?"

Aria’s eyebrows uncontrollably twitched, "Didn’t you just say you were going this way anyway?"

She was just being polite.

Alexander Knox forced a smile and clicked his tongue lightly, "I suddenly realized I’m not on the way."

Aria Richardson, "..."

Aria Richardson called a few servants out to help her carry things, glancing at Alexander Knox.

Alexander Knox showed no intention of entering, "I’ll visit another day."

Aria Richardson nodded lightly, "Okay, take care on your way back."

"Sure, don’t forget to invite me for a meal."

Aria Richardson smiled, "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely treat this meal invitation as a top priority."

Alexander Knox smiled, got back into his car, when Old Lady Mrs. Knox’s call came in.

"Grandma."

"Don’t call me ’grandma’, I don’t acknowledge a grandson like you."

Alexander Knox pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, "What have I done to upset you this time?"

"Next week’s arranged date, if you don’t show up, I won’t consider you my grandson anymore. I will send the address to your phone, that’s all." The old lady hung up abruptly, afraid even a second’s delay would give Alexander Knox a chance to refuse.

Alexander Knox sighed, feeling quite helpless.

Waylon Lewis and Hope Williams just got home when Hope Williams noticed Grace Gray hadn’t left yet; she was sitting in the living room watching cartoons with Luke and Willow.

Luke and Willow obviously had no aversion to Grace Gray, laughing and chatting with her.

Hope Williams frowned slightly when Luke and Willow noticed Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis’s return and rushed over, "Daddy, Mommy, you’re finally back."

Hope Williams bent down to hug the two little ones, "Did you miss us?"

"Of course we missed you."

Hope Williams patted Luke and Willow’s heads, "Quick, tell Mommy whether you were well-behaved in class today?"

"We were very well-behaved, Teacher Gray explains things so clearly, we learned everything quickly, Mommy, praise me."

"My little ones are so great, let Mommy give you a kiss."

Grace Gray walked over, her eyes always brimming with moisture, watching this scene with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Lewis, Mrs. Lewis, Luke and Willow were very good and very smart."

Hope Williams pursed her lips, stood up straight, and looked at Grace Gray, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Gray."

"It’s all part of the job."

Hope Williams spoke lightly, "It’s so late, and it’s inappropriate to keep Miss Gray here, I’m really sorry for delaying your rest time."

As she spoke, Hope Williams’s gaze shifted to Aunt Thompson, "Aunt Thompson, didn’t I ask you to arrange for a driver to take Miss Gray back?"

Aunt Thompson looked at Grace Gray with difficulty.

A moment of confusion crossed Grace Gray’s face as she bit her lip, "I saw you hadn’t returned and thought I’d stay a little longer with Luke and Willow."

Saying this, Grace Gray lowered her head again, appearing bullied, "If you’re unhappy with me staying, I’ll leave immediately, sorry for the disturbance."

Hope Williams subtly curled her lips, her words ambiguous whether intentional or not, sounding like she was kindly staying, yet Hope Williams was unappreciative to rush her departure.

Hope Williams chuckled lightly, "Miss Gray, you’re putting it too strongly, I didn’t mean that, I just feel bad for taking up your time, I’ll ask our driver to take you home now."

Grace Gray pressed her head, seemingly reluctant.

At that moment, Aunt Thompson, seeing Grace Gray’s aggrieved expression, stepped forward with sympathy, "Madam, it’s raining heavily outside and it’s very late, it’s not safe for Miss Gray to go back now."

"Yes, I know it’s unsafe, that’s why I’m sending a driver to ensure she gets home safely." Saying so, Hope Williams called for the family driver, instructing, "Make sure Miss Gray is safely taken to her doorstep, and sees her safely home."

"Yes, madam, don’t worry."

Had she not spoken provocatively, Hope Williams was planning to invite her to stay for dinner, but now she felt somewhat displeased.

Grace Gray’s complexion changed, looking not too pleased, she had thought that since it was dinner time, she would definitely be asked to stay.

Hope Williams efficiently handled these matters, then turned to look at Grace Gray.

Grace Gray put her hands in front, biting her lip and nodded, "Okay, thank you, madam."

"Take care."

Grace Gray turned and followed the driver away, still unable to resist looking back, unsure of whom she was watching.

Waylon Lewis stood quietly behind Hope Williams, saying nothing.

As the lady of the house, he supported her silently, without any objections.

Having addressed this, Hope Williams turned and headed upstairs, Waylon Lewis grabbed her hand, "Where are you going? It’s time to eat."

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