She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 459: Two Little Ancestors

Chapter 459: Chapter 459: Two Little Ancestors

Ted Williams helplessly said, "Grandpa, perhaps you can tell Little Hope the truth."

"Tell her?" Old Master Williams snorted coldly, "What if she runs away after knowing? At least now she is in City A, but if she returns to Emperor Capital, it will be even more difficult for us."

Harry Williams stood silently aside.

"Grandpa, if sister doesn’t want to, then let it be," a soft voice came from the stairs.

Old Master Williams looked nervously toward the stairs.

A girl in her pajamas stood there, her face abnormally pale and her eyes red-rimmed; she had been listening for who knows how long and couldn’t help but start sobbing.

"Luna, you..."

Old Master Williams did not expect Luna Williams to have heard.

"Grandpa, I’m just a burden, it would be better if I were dead, don’t let me harm sister anymore. If sister doesn’t want to, then let it be, don’t make it difficult for her, maybe I should just die. These years you have been looking everywhere for a cure for me, it’s already been hard enough for you, don’t continue."

Luna Williams couldn’t stop crying, her beautiful face marred by tears, looking pitiful, helpless, and utterly shattered.

Old Master Williams felt an unbearable pain in his heart and hurried over to help Luna up, "Luna, you mustn’t talk like that, this is not your fault, don’t blame yourself, I will definitely find a way to save you."

"But just now you said sister doesn’t want to save me, and we can’t force her, so what else can we do? Let me die and leave me alone."

While Luna was saying this, she wiped her tears and walked upstairs.

"Luna, who said she doesn’t want to save you? I will make her willing to save you, don’t worry, what you need to do now is follow the doctor’s orders, take your medicine on time every day, and you will definitely live well."

Luna sniffed, her tear-filled eyes brimming with hope, "Really, grandpa? Will sister really be willing?"

"Yes, I promise you."

Only then did Luna nod, "Okay, I believe in grandpa."

"Stop crying, go upstairs and rest."

Two doctors came down and took Luna back to her room.

Old Master Williams watched Luna’s state, his heart aching immensely, his deep eyes flashing with determination.

"Tomorrow, whether Hope Williams is willing to come back or not, she must come back, even if it means we have to bring her back by force."

...

Hope Williams had just returned to the hotel, took a comfortable hot bath, and lay on the bed sorting through the events of the day.

She still had no clue why the Williams Family so desperately wanted her to return.

However, Hope was curious about that beloved granddaughter of Elder Williams that Zoey Sanders had mentioned.

Hope turned over on the soft bed, her arm brushing against the empty space beside her, feeling a bit hollow without Waylon Lewis by her side; she was really not used to it.

She was likely going to suffer from insomnia tonight.

And she wasn’t the only one who couldn’t sleep; Waylon Lewis couldn’t either.

With Hope not at home, Waylon Lewis also couldn’t sleep, so he simply sat in the study and continued to work.

The two little ones quietly pushed open the door, poking their heads into the study.

"Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

Waylon Lewis, without moving his eyes and eyebrows, continued to circle and mark the documents with his long fingers.

"Daddy, we can’t sleep," Willow’s soft voice said.

"Daddy, can you tell us a bedtime story?"

Waylon Lewis’s face remained expressionless, "No."

"Why?" The two little ones ran to Waylon’s side, looking up at their daddy, "Mommy always tells us bedtime stories, we can’t sleep without one."

"Just close your eyes, and you can sleep."

Willow, distressed, reached out her chubby little hand and tugged at Waylon’s hem, "We tried, but we just can’t sleep."

Luke, "Tell a story, tell a story."

Waylon sighed, "If you keep bothering, I’ll throw you both out."

Luke and Willow immediately silenced themselves, stepping away from Waylon like frostbitten eggplants, their rosy little faces all crumpled up in misery.

Seeing their pitiful looks, Waylon Lewis’s heart softened, about to offer comfort.

Suddenly, "Wah...", Willow rubbed her eyes and burst into tears.

Not having Mommy around was already enough to feel wronged, now Daddy’s scolding made tears uncontrollable.

Seeing Willow cry, Luke also felt aggrieved, his lips pursed, unable to control his tears.

Soon, the quiet study was filled with ceaseless crying.

Waylon Lewis pinched his brow, unable to endure the crying, tossed aside the pen, stood up, and picked up the two little ones, back to their room, flinging each onto the bed, and tugged the blankets over them.

Then he pulled up a chair, "What story?"

Luke and Willow snuffled, stopping their tears, "Mommy stopped at the part where Snow White was saved by the Prince."

Snow White? Prince?

Waylon Lewis was bewildered.

"Is there a book?"

Luke ran off the bed to bring Waylon Lewis the book.

Waylon Lewis flipped through it, where Hope Williams placed a bookmark, found that page, and first gave it a glance. Unable to resist the expectant eyes of the two little rascals, he slowly started reading, "After the Prince learned of the events, with tears..."

"Daddy, are you reciting? Why is there no emotion?"

Waylon Lewis turned to see Willow, who didn’t seem a bit sleepy, "Quite a critic, aren’t you?"

Willow’s face crinkled up, "Mommy tells stories with a lot of emotion, don’t you have any feelings, Daddy?"

Waylon Lewis flipped through the book, and with "a lot of emotion" went over it once.

Unfortunately, the two little ancestors still weren’t satisfied.

Luke, "Daddy, Daddy misses Mommy, can we call Mommy?"

"No."

"Why?"

"She’s resting now, calling her would disturb her rest."

Luke pursed his lips, "Okay."

Willow, "Can Daddy take us to see Mommy?"

He wished he could.

Waylon Lewis pulled the blanket over them, "You go to sleep first."

Willow pouted, "After we sleep, can you take us to see Mommy?"

"Mhm."

Luke peeked, "Really? Daddy isn’t lying?"

Waylon Lewis nodded, "No lies."

"Liars are puppies, you know."

"I know."

"Puppies."

"..."

Waylon Lewis took a deep breath, "Mhm."

"Then we’ll go to sleep." Willow wide-eyed, the previously scrunched little face finally smiling cheerfully.

Waylon Lewis reached out and rubbed Willow’s chubby cheeks, "Quick, close your eyes, Luke you too."

"Mhm." Luke and Willow closed their eyes.

After a long while, Waylon Lewis thought they had fallen asleep and planned to leave.

But...

"Daddy..." Willow softly called, "If you can’t sleep, could you sing us a lullaby..."

Waylon Lewis’s handsome face crumbled.