She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 515: Administering Medicine

"You!" Aunt Thompson looked at Luna Williams, then at Grace Gray. So she came and walked right into the trap.

"Grace Gray, I was not unkind to you when I was at the madam’s house."

Initially she thought Gray was just a poor little girl without any support, so she helped her everywhere, little did she expect that today she would deceive her to come out and put her into a desperate situation. If Hope Williams discovers her this time, she is done for.

Grace Gray dared not meet Aunt Thompson’s eyes.

This was also a helpless move for her; she too wanted to survive.

Luna Williams did not care what they said, "So? Have you decided yet?"

Aunt Thompson had no way out, "Fine, I’ll do it, but you must ensure my safety."

Luna Williams shook her head, "No, it’s you who has to ensure your own safety. We are now in this together for better or worse. If you succeed, it’s good for us both, but if discovered... I will take care of your daughter and give her these one hundred and fifty thousand to live well, do you understand what I’m saying?"

Aunt Thompson understood Luna Williams’s words, and a shudder went through her heart.

This was a warning; even if she failed, she must not reveal her. As long as she doesn’t betray her, her daughter can live with one hundred and fifty thousand, but if she exposes her, her daughter is also ruined.

Aunt Thompson felt dismayed, taking a deep breath, "Understood."

Luna Williams was very satisfied with Aunt Thompson’s prudence, "Then let me wish you success in advance... oh no, wish us success. Remember to act tonight, I can’t wait any longer."

...

That evening, Hope Williams returned home and did not see Waylon Lewis, but Waylon’s car was parked in the garage, so he had already come back.

Hope Williams was about to go upstairs when he smelled something delicious from the kitchen and turned towards it.

Inside the kitchen, the chef and servants were all busy. No one noticed him as Hope Williams entered.

Hope Williams saw Aunt Thompson and walked towards her, "Aunt Thompson."

Upon hearing the voice, Aunt Thompson tensed up, quickly clutching the small bottle in her hand that she hadn’t had the chance to open yet, turning around with a look of panic to see Hope Williams approaching from a distance, "Madam?"

Hope Williams came up to Aunt Thompson, blinked his eyes, noting her startled look, and said apologetically, "Did my sudden sound scare you?"

"No, no."

Hope Williams glanced at the soup just poured from the pot in front of her, then back at Aunt Thompson.

Aunt Thompson swallowed, stabilizing her nerves a bit, "Madam, what brings you to the kitchen?"

"Smelled something nice, wanted to see what delicious food was being cooked today."

Aunt Thompson squeezed out a not-so-natural smile, "Today we cooked all your favorite dishes, madam, you better leave soon, the kitchen is full of fumes, don’t let it stick to you."

Hope Williams nodded, "Right, Aunt Thompson, where were you this morning?"

Aunt Thompson was shocked, cold sweat continuously breaking out on her forehead, "I didn’t go anywhere... just a matter at my daughter’s school, I went to handle that, so I went out for a while. Is there something the matter, madam?"

"Nothing much, just rarely saw you not around, others said you had left early, so I wanted to ask if there was any emergency."

Aunt Thompson’s back was already drenched in cold sweat.

"No emergency, it’s resolved now. I was in a hurry this morning, so forgot to inform you, I’m sorry madam."

"No worries, I understand, is your daughter’s issue resolved? If there’s any difficulty, you can talk to me or to Waylon."

Aunt Thompson’s expression was somewhat unnatural, looking at the sincere and kind Hope Williams, a wave of guilt surged inside, and she couldn’t help but lower her head.

I’m sorry madam! I too am forced by circumstances, please don’t blame me!

"Thank you, madam, it’s resolved."

Seeing Aunt Thompson’s somewhat abnormal expression, Hope Williams felt a bit puzzled.

However, Hope Williams did not show it, "That’s good then."

Hope Williams nodded, suddenly feeling a familiar presence behind him, he turned back to see Waylon Lewis walking in.

Waylon Lewis reached out and grabbed Hope Williams’s hand, "Why did you come to the kitchen?"

"I was hungry, and the smell drew me here; I originally wanted to find something to eat."

Waylon glanced at the chef, who immediately understood and said, "Sir, dinner is ready for Madam, we can start eating now."

"Mm."

The servants brought dishes to the dining table one after the other.

Waylon embraced Hope and walked out.

Aunt Thompson frowned deeply, looking down at the small bottle of medicine she clutched tightly in her hand, feeling a mix of emotions.

Waylon Lewis and Hope Williams were both home for dinner tonight, so the kitchen had cooked several dishes. Previously, Alitzel Williams had specifically instructed the kitchen to make nutritious soups for Hope daily, so several soups were placed close to Hope.

Waylon had gotten into the habit of taking care of Hope, and served her a bowl of black chicken soup.

Aunt Thompson stood not far away, eyeing the direction of the dining table with her brows furrowed.

"How’s the taste?"

Hope took a couple of sips and nodded, "It tastes good, very delicious, you all should try it too."

"Mm, if you like it, drink more."

"Okay."

Waylon, while peeling shrimp, said to Hope, "I have to go on a business trip abroad tomorrow."

Hope, who was drinking soup, paused and looked up at Waylon, "How long will you be gone?"

Waylon thought for a moment and gave a rough estimate, "About a week or so."

"Ah?" Hope put down her bowl, "That long."

Waylon raised an eyebrow, placing the peeled shrimp into Hope’s bowl, "Don’t want me to go?"

"That’s not it, work is necessary, it’s just that I will miss you," Hope said with a pursed lip.

Across the table, Luke and Willow, who were busily eating, also looked sad to hear that Waylon was going on a business trip for seven days.

If possible, Waylon also did not want to leave for even one day.

"Since you’ll miss me, why not come with me?"

"Yes, yes, we want to go too," Luke and Willow eagerly nodded.

Hope rubbed her forehead and immediately declined, "That won’t do, turning it into a family trip? Your dad is going for business, we shouldn’t interfere. You work well, and we’ll wait at home for you to come back."

Waylon knew his sensible wife wouldn’t agree, so he could only nod, "Alright then, looks like when I miss you, I’ll just have to look at your photo and think of you."

As Waylon spoke, his deep and magnetic voice was filled with helplessness.

Hope gently shook her head and smiled.

After dinner, Hope and Waylon both sat in the living room keeping Luke and Willow company.

Hope rested on Waylon’s lap, holding a book in her hand and a plate of cut fruit beside her.

Hope read her book while eating fruit, occasionally feeding pieces to Waylon.

Suddenly, she felt a wave of discomfort in her stomach...

"Hiss..."

Noticing her discomfort, Waylon quickly asked, "What’s wrong?"

"I... my stomach hurts a bit..."