She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 412 The Fuller Family Takes Action

Chapter 412: Chapter 412 The Fuller Family Takes Action

Based on her understanding of Vivia Fuller’s injuries, it wasn’t time for her to be discharged from the hospital yet.

So there must be some reason for her eagerness to be discharged.

He dared to tell her so openly because he must have made thorough preparations.

Hope Williams didn’t take Henry Fuller’s words as a joke; she had witnessed the Fuller Family’s tactics. This family was ruthless and would stop at nothing, each one of them determined not to give up until they achieved their goals.

Hope had to be cautious.

Hope didn’t say much more, casting a cool glance at Henry Fuller as she turned to leave.

Henry Fuller had his hands in his pockets and a smug smile on his face as he casually walked back to Vivia Fuller’s ward.

Vivia Fuller’s dull eyes regained clarity as soon as she saw Henry enter the room. She asked anxiously, "What did that bitch want with you?"

"It’s something trivial, don’t ask. Besides, you’re getting discharged the day after tomorrow, be ready," Henry uttered in a voice that brooked no argument.

Vivia’s expression stiffened. "The day after tomorrow? Henry Fuller, are you out of your mind? With all these injuries, you’re telling me to be discharged the day after tomorrow?"

"Just do as I say. Don’t you always shout about wanting revenge? I’m giving you a chance, but you’ll have to suffer a bit," Henry’s gaze swept over Vivia’s body.

Vivia shrank back fearfully, "What are you planning to do?"

...

Hope Williams returned home, somewhat surprised to see Alitzel Williams sitting in the living room.

"Mom, what brings you here?" Hope glanced at Aunt Thompson standing next to Alitzel.

Alitzel pursed her lips. "Little Hope, after much thought, I’ve concluded that Grace Gray is still the best candidate to be Luke and Willow’s private tutor. Aunt Thompson told me that Grace has been very dedicated, she didn’t do anything too wrong the other day, and Luke and Willow quite like Grace, so let Grace continue to be their tutor."

Hope wasn’t surprised, her expression cooled a bit. "Where is she now?"

"She’s upstairs teaching the young master and the young miss," Aunt Thompson answered.

Hope sighed softly, preempting Alitzel, "Okay."

"You agree?" Alitzel grasped Hope’s hand.

Hope felt helpless. What good would it do even if she didn’t agree? Alitzel had already brought the person home.

Moreover, considering Alitzel’s current fondness for Grace Gray, nothing Hope would say could change that; any more objections would only drive a wedge between herself and Alitzel and make Alitzel more sympathetic toward Grace.

Besides, there was no substantial evidence to claim that Grace was seducing or coveting Waylon Lewis; there was no indisputable proof.

She couldn’t just say because Grace accidentally tripped and fell into Waylon’s arms that it was seduction, no one would believe that.

"Little Hope, Mom knows you’re the most understanding..." Alitzel went on and on about how well-behaved and sensible Grace was and how sad and pitiful her life story was.

Hope took it as a joke, occasionally echoing with a few words.

By the time scheduled, today Grace Gray didn’t cause any trouble and left after class was over.

Hope arranged for someone to set up a new study room for Luke and Willow and installed miniature surveillance cameras inside it, directly linking to her own phone.

Only after doing these things did Hope feel a bit more at ease.

When Waylon Lewis returned home that evening, Hope was quietly leaning on the bed reading a book.

Waylon went over to embrace Hope, his chin rubbing gently against the top of her head.

Hope tilted her head slightly. "Has work been busy lately?"

"A bit," Waylon’s voice was slightly husky.

"Have you had dinner? I can have someone make you something."

Waylon pulled Hope back into his embrace. "Don’t bother, I’ve had a little something."

As Waylon came closer, Hope smelled a faint scent of alcohol and smoke on him.

Waylon did smoke, but because Hope disliked the smell, he smoked very seldom and stopped completely after she became pregnant.

"Did you drink a lot today?"

Waylon released her slightly, "Did it bother you?"

Hope gently shook her head, "No, I’ll go get you some sobering soup."

Waylon slightly curved his lips, kissing her on the lips. "No need, just let me hold you for a while."

Hope smiled tenderly, "Isn’t that what we normally do enough?"

"A wife can never be held enough."

Hope Williams curved her lips, "Right, mom sent Grace Gray back today."

"If you don’t like her, just fire her. No need to consider mom."

"Forget it, mom likes her a lot right now. If I send her away again, it would seem like I am constantly finding fault with her. Let’s keep her for now. She can’t do much under our watch."

"You decide."

Hope Williams shifted in Waylon Lewis’s arms, "Go take a shower, you’ve had a long day. Rest early."

"Okay, I will."

Waylon obediently took a shower then returned to bed to hold Hope Williams as they went to sleep.

The next morning at 8 a.m., as usual, Hope Williams arrived at the hospital for work, just when everyone else was also starting their shifts.

But when people saw Hope Williams, their gazes were somewhat evaluating, and they whispered to one another with their phones in hand.

Entering the elevator, Hope Williams suspiciously tilted her head to look around at the people.

A few doctors greeted her with somewhat stiff expressions, "Good morning, Director."

Hope Williams responded to each one, "Morning."

Hope Williams frowned and went to her clinic.

In the waiting area outside, the big screen was calling numbers with an automated voice, and soon a patient came in.

Hope Williams glanced up at the man who came in, only to see him standing still.

Hope Williams, who was in the middle of writing with a pen, paused, "Hello, please take a seat."

The man’s gaze was fixed on her, but he made no move.

Hope Williams felt it was weird and spoke again, "Please hand me your medical card."

The man did not react, his gaze still firmly on her, "You are Hope Williams?"

Hope Williams looked at him, "Yes, it’s me."

"I’m looking for you."

In the next moment, the man suddenly bent down, picked up the chair in front of him, and hurled it at Hope Williams.

Hope Williams’s eyes widened as she swiftly dodged backward.

It happened too quickly; the man, as if he had gone crazy, began throwing anything he could use as a weapon from the table at Hope Williams.

"You ingrateful little wretch."

The banging noises immediately drew the attention of people outside.

Xiao Shi and a few others, who had always been protecting Hope Williams in the shadows, heard the commotion and rushed in.

Seeing people rushing in, the man quickly tried to flee.

But Xiao Shi and his colleagues didn’t give him a chance and quickly subdued the man.

"Madam, are you alright?" Xiao Shi looked at Hope Williams with concern.

Hope Williams was holding her chest, still somewhat shaken, but fortunately, Xiao Shi and the others arrived in time, so she was not injured, "It’s alright."

She looked at the man being restrained on the floor, "Who are you? I don’t know you, and I have no vendetta against you."

"Hope Williams, you ingrate, the Fuller Family’s Miss saved your child, yet you abused and beat her, are you even human?"

Hope Williams pursed her lips as her phone immediately rang, with Waylon Lewis’s anxious voice coming through, "Let Xiao Shi and others stay by your side, I’m coming to pick you up now."

Hope Williams, "What happened?"

Waylon Lewis, "Why is it so noisy over there?"

Hope Williams frowned at the subdued man, vaguely recalling what Henry Fuller had said, and perhaps they had already started to make a move.

Hope Williams, "I’m fine for now. Let’s talk when you get here."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Hope Williams glanced at her phone, looking at the notification bar’s latest news alert.

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