She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 156 - : Hope Williams is Going to Freak Out

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Hope Williams is Going to Freak Out

Hope Williams’s heart suddenly tightened.

Waylon Lewis didn’t answer her call because he was drinking with Joy Ward at Noble Duke!?

At this moment, having just sent the photos, Joy wore a triumphant smile, and with great anticipation, she looked at Waylon on the sofa with his eyes closed.

As she stripped off her clothes, she swayed over to Waylon, and by the time she reached him, her own clothes were completely off.

Joy’s slender arms tenderly hooked onto Waylon’s shoulders, coyly leaning against his firm chest, “Waylon, I’ll be all yours in a moment.”

A familiar scent approached.

Waylon furrowed his brows, raised a hand to his forehead. Tonight, he felt annoyed and restless. He wanted to confront Hope to clarify things but he feared his harsh words could hurt her, so he went to Noble Duke to drink instead.

But after a few drinks, his head began to spin and his eyelids grew heavier, yet a burning heat within him crazily longed for Hope.

Longed for everything about her.

That familiar scent grew closer, and Waylon opened his eyes to see a hand unbuttoning his clothes.

His consciousness blurred, his head pounding, he couldn’t make out the face of the woman in front of him.

All he sensed was a strikingly familiar scent on her.

“Hope?”

Seeing that the man had woken up but hadn’t pushed her away, Joy felt a surge of ecstasy inside. The drug was truly effective.

After receiving a message from Weston Morris, she took a deliberate bath and dressed up, buying the same brand of shower gel and shampoo that Hope used, and mimicking Hope’s usual look, all to make the man believe she was Hope.

Joy was thrilled beyond measure.

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Even if it meant being taken as another woman to be his, what did it matter?

As long as she could be his woman, she didn’t care about anything else.

After so much effort, she was finally going to win.

“Waylon, yes, I’m your Hope, are you feeling very hot? Let me help you, okay?” Joy wrapped her arms tightly around him, her voice soft and tender.

Waylon lifted his hand to her shoulder, and in a swift move turned and fiercely pressed her under him.

All rational thought had been vanquished by the heat within him.

In this moment, all Waylon wanted was “Hope.”

Desperately.

Joy’s heart raced with excitement, it was coming, it was finally happening.

As Waylon moved closer to her, Joy’s body trembled with anticipation.

But in the next second, the awaited kiss didn’t descend, and Waylon abruptly halted…

Wyatt Lewis, with a beauty’s waist hooked in his arms, passed by room 9999 just to see Thomas Hughes returning with a pack of cigarettes from outside.

“Second Master.” Thomas was no longer surprised to see Wyatt with a different woman each day, seeing him here was certainly not unexpected.

Yet, Wyatt was utterly shocked to see Thomas and glanced at room 9999, raising his eyebrow, “Is my brother inside?”

Thomas nodded, “Yes, Boss was in a bad mood today.”

So he came here to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

“In a bad mood? Did he fight with my sister-in-law again?” Wyatt figured that was the only reason that would make his brother come here to drink in the middle of the night.

Thomas paused. There was no fight, but he thought it may have been better if there had been one. It would prevent his Boss from stewing in his own anger, where unspoken words could fester into illness and suspicions could become irreparable rifts.

“Not exactly.”

That was odd; his brother was a very self-disciplined and abstinent man, and it was rare for him to come to such places.

Since his brother was here, there was no reason not to join him, especially if he was upset. How could his guidance be absent?

Wyatt released the beauty in his arms, grabbed the double doors, and pushed them open.

“Brother…”

The next second!

Suddenly, there was a “bang.”

Wyatt closed the door as if he’d seen a ghost. What had he just seen?

His brother, holding a woman down beneath him…

Wyatt looked awkwardly at Thomas, startled by the sound of the door, and reprimanded severely, “Why didn’t you tell me my sister-in-law was inside?”

Such an intrusion would be terribly embarrassing!

If he had interrupted his brother’s moment, he would not have escaped a beating.

Before Thomas could reply, a clear, cold voice came from behind Wyatt, “Where is my brother?”

Wyatt turned around in shocked terror, finding Hope Williams standing beside him.

Wyatt, “Sister-in-law, you… shouldn’t you be in…” Inside?

Looking at Hope, then back at the closed doors of the private room, his eyes widened in shock.

If Hope was not inside, it dawned on Wyatt quickly, was his brother cheating on his sister-in-law?

This is a disaster!

“Where is my brother?” Hope’s delicate brows furrowed, insisting again.

Hope’s icy voice snapped Wyatt back to reality.

“My brother…my brother…he’s at…the office!” Wyatt stammered, his eyes darting to the door, subtly stepping to block it.

“At the office? Then why are you standing at the door of the private room?”

“Because… because…”

Because… my brother is in there with a woman!!!

Ah, what do I do!

As Hope’s gaze landed on the double doors of the private room, she stepped forward.

Wyatt suddenly blocked Hope’s path, his arms outstretched, his back stiff, determined not to let her pass.

“Sister-in-law, I’m telling the truth, he’s really not in there.”

At this, Thomas covered his face tightly with his hand.

Hope cooly pulled down her lip, “Wyatt, did I say your brother was inside?”

Wyatt, “…”

Seeing Wyatt’s expression, Hope’s instinctive premonition intensified; a wave of anger broke through her reason, her focus fixed on that door.

“Sister-in-law…”

Hope flung her bag into Wyatt’s arms, a glance from her halting his next move.

Hope gripped the handles of the double doors.

Gathering her resolve, she pushed the doors open…

The chaos she saw inside made her blood run cold, and something in her mind exploded…