She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 126 - : You Should Die with Your Daughter

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: You Should Die with Your Daughter

Waylon Lewis lifted his ink-black eyes, and Thomas Hughes was even more frightened, deeply bowing his head.

After a moment, Waylon Lewis said, “Continue.”

The not-so-small space inside the car could no longer contain the coldness that filled the air; his voice was like a howl emerging from a snowcapped mountain enveloped in ice, chilling to the bone.

Thomas Hughes didn’t know how he managed to continue speaking with such resilience, “He… The silver-haired man up front seems to be their leader. We didn’t capture his face, and we’re currently verifying his identity.”

“These people have always acted arrogantly, leaving no room for mercy. We kept tracking the clues until we hit a dead end. What we’re curious about is, they have no connection with the Ward Family, and yet they suddenly attacked the Wards—more specifically, it seems they were avenging someone on behalf of another.”

This was all the information Thomas Hughes had uncovered, and he reported it completely and in detail.

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Waylon Lewis narrowed his eyes.

Avenging someone!

“Keep looking; find this person for me.”

Eight years ago, the Lewis Family suffered a devastating attack. At the time, Waylon Lewis was only twenty, and he witnessed his fourteen-year-old brother being murdered.

It was a scene he could never forget, a lifelong pain. He swore he would find the person who killed Jayden Lewis and avenge him.

Similarly, this was the Lewis Family’s secret, and even more, a taboo.

Now that this man had appeared, Waylon Lewis would not let him off.

“Boss, what should we do now?”

“Back to the company.”

“But, Boss, you haven’t rested for several days.”

Even someone made of iron couldn’t stand this.

Waylon Lewis raised his hand to rub the throbbing at his brow, “It’s nothing.”

He had the entire Lewis Clan Group on his shoulders; rest was a luxury to him.

Thomas Hughes clenched his teeth; he couldn’t defy the Boss’s orders and had no choice but to drive to the company.

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Hope Williams sat in the intensive care unit, hearing faint footsteps behind her, thinking a doctor had arrived. As Hope turned around, a “smack” sound rang out, an unexpected slap struck her face hard.

Hope staggered two steps, her back hitting the corner of a table with a “thud,” sending a numb pain throughout her body.

Hope’s eyes darkened from the pain, and then the woman in front of her, seemingly crazed, grabbed her collar directly.

“Hope Williams, you owe me my mother’s life!” Joy Ward screamed at Hope, “My mother is dead, she’s dead. You sent someone to kill her and burn down our villa. You’re ruthless, so ruthless. I’ve already called the police; you’re finished.”

Hope’s brow furrowed tightly, the chill on her body dispersing instantly, and she pushed Joy Ward away with the pain.

Joy Ward’s eyes were wide, filled with red veins, relentlessly pointing at Hope, “You whore, you deserve to die, you should die along with your dead daughter. No, that’s not enough, ha ha ha ha, Hope Williams, you’re going to watch your daughter slowly die, that will be the most painful ha ha ha ha.”

Hope grit her teeth, her icy gaze sweeping over the snarling face of Joy Ward, almost driven to madness.

“The sins you’ve committed, Hope Williams, will all be recompensed upon your daughter, just you wait, ha ha ha ha, your daughter is bound to die this time.”

Doctors from outside rushed in to restrain Joy Ward.

“This is the intensive care unit, unrelated personnel, please leave.”

“Don’t push me; I’m not done talking. This dead woman killed my mother and burned down our house, I want to stay here and watch, watch her daughter slowly die, watch her suffer as I am,” Joy Ward yelled, ignoring the obstruction.

“How can you say such cruel things? Please leave,” the doctors couldn’t bear to listen.

“I’m cruel? How am I as cruel as Miss Williams over there? She! She hired someone to kill my mother; my mother died from five gunshot wounds, her daughter, why hasn’t she…”

With a sharp “smack” sound.

Joy Ward only felt numbness on her left cheek, followed by waves of burning pain spreading out.

Her body swerved violently, finding support on the wall to avoid falling.

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The doctor standing by was simply flabbergasted.

Joy Ward was likewise stunned for a long while.

At this moment, she felt no sensation in her right cheek at all, and even her ears were buzzing.

After a while, she lifted her head, her face twisted with utter fury.

Hope Williams stood in place, her cold gaze devoid of any warmth.

“You dare hit me? Hope Williams, you slut, you shameless thing actually dare hit me.”

Joy Ward clutched her face, feeling like she was going to explode with rage. She had not anticipated Hope Williams would actually dare to strike her.

Why did this slut have any right to hit her?

She bit down hard on her teeth, like a madwoman she lunged at Hope Williams; she had to tear this slut apart tonight.

Hope Williams just stood there unmoving, her gaze frosty beyond measure.

Just as Joy Ward’s hand was about to strike, Hope Williams lifted her hand, but another large hand quickly caught Joy Ward’s, flinging it aside.

A strong arm wrapped around Hope Williams’s slender body, as dark eyes glared at Joy Ward.

Waylon Lewis hadn’t been gentle, and Joy Ward’s body twisted awkwardly as she fell to the ground, wailing bitterly.

Waylon’s dark brows knitted together, the woman in his arms trembling slightly.

“Are you all right?” he asked anxiously.

Hope Williams didn’t respond, staring blankly at Joy Ward with eyes brimming with fury.

In the bright light overhead, Waylon clearly saw a distinct handprint on the woman’s pale cheek.

It was vivid and glaring.

Waylon clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face suddenly clouded with anger.

“You rest, I’ll handle this.”

Hope Williams pushed Waylon Lewis away and advanced a few steps, grabbing Joy Ward’s hair and dragging her outside. As the door closed behind them, Waylon hurriedly followed.

Hope Williams smashed Joy Ward’s head against the wall with a yank of her hair, “Who gave you the right to curse my daughter, hasn’t she suffered enough because of you?”

“Ah… Hope Williams…”

“Why did your mother die, who was the real person who hired the killer, and for whom did she die? Don’t you have any idea? She shouldn’t have died because it should have been you, she died in your stead.”

Hope Williams let go of Joy Ward’s hair and gave her a kick in the stomach, sending Joy flying and crashing into the wall.

Hope Williams looked down on Joy Ward like a demon from on high.

Joy Ward, clutching her stomach, collapsed to the ground with continuous screams.

People passing by were shocked at the scene.

Hope Williams’s lips trembled uncontrollably—only she knew how suffocating it felt inside. Joy Ward’s provocation was like a fuse about to burn out, set ablaze by the final spark, and Hope Williams exploded.

She hurt others, and herself was left battered and bruised.

Waylon Lewis’s chest felt like it was ripping open with pain; he strode forward and wrapped his arm around the trembling person, feeling through his clothes how violently the woman in his arms was shaking. His mighty arms tightened unconsciously as he whispered reassuringly in her ear, “It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t cry. Our daughter will get better, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll stay with you, wait with you until our daughter wakes up.”

Christopher Ward ran over and saw his daughter lying on the ground, barely conscious, his heart pierced with pain, and anger surged within him.

This was too much to bear, far too much.

His wife had been murdered, the Ward Family burned, and still, they couldn’t leave his daughter alone?

“Joy, Joy,” Christopher Ward scooped Joy Ward into his arms.

“Dad, that bitch Hope Williams killed mom, she hired people to burn down the Ward Family, dad… I’m so full of hate, it hurts so much!” Joy Ward spewed a mouthful of blood, the scarlet fluid tormenting Christopher.

“This is too much, far too much! The person who did wrong was Kaeli, you sent people to stab her ten times, leaving her worse than dead, and that wasn’t enough? You had to kill her? What did we do wrong, why did you send people to burn down the Ward Family, and now why have you beaten my daughter to this state?” Christopher Ward’s voice was shaking.