She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 200 - No not the Presidents Wife... its the

Chapter 200: Chapter 200 No, not the President’s Wife… it’s the Ancestor

Chapter 200 -200 No, not the President’s Wife… it’s the Ancestor

Hope Williams, holding Luke and Willow, turned around and walked away.

Waylon Lewis hurriedly followed after her.

Stopped by Waylon, Hope moved to the right, and Waylon stepped to the right; when Hope moved to the left, Waylon blocked her way.

Annoyed, Hope asked, “What do you want?”

“I have something to say.”

“I’m not listening,” Hope said coldly, walking straight ahead.

Waylon looked deeply at her retreating figure, sighed profoundly, and quickly caught up.

Hope felt a familiar presence behind her, her body suddenly lifted into the air as she was scooped up in an embrace.

“Hey…”

When her body collided with his firm chest, Hope’s heart trembled violently.

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“Put me down.”

Waylon, holding Hope, walked toward the private elevator under the astounded gaze of everyone present.

“Thomas Hughes.”

“Master Luke, Miss Willow, be good, okay?” Thomas quickly picked up one child in each arm and hurried to keep up with Waylon’s pace.

“Let me go, Waylon Lewis!” Hope struggled, pushing against Waylon’s chest.

“Move again, and I’ll kiss you right here.”

“If you dare kiss me, you’re sleeping on the floor tonight.”

Waylon chuckled with amusement, “You wish!”

Waylon forcefully carried Hope into the elevator, leaving behind a crowd of onlookers, stunned and unable to regain their senses for a long time.

“Am I dreaming?” someone exclaimed.

Their President Lewis, who could kill with a glance on any other day, was actually so compliant in front of a woman.

So, the woman who was so bold and unrestrained towards President Lewis was the President’s Wife?

No! Not the President’s Wife… she was the matriarch!

In the office, Hope tried to leave, but Waylon kicked the door shut.

Even Thomas, who had just chased after the two babies to the doorway, was frightened.

“Little matriarch, you go in by yourselves, Uncle Hughes won’t come in,” Thomas quietly pushed the door open a bit for the two little ones, shivering as he hid by the door.

“Let go, I’m telling you, Waylon Lewis, today’s issue isn’t over yet,” Hope’s delicate little face full of anger.

Protecting another woman and carrying another woman was bad enough, but to have wrongfully accused his own children because of another woman.

Impressive.

She asked him to take good care of the children, and he did a splendid job.

“I was wrong,” Waylon sighed deeply.

“You were wrong? What did President Lewis do wrong? You were just playing the hero, protecting a delicate beauty. Let me go.” Hope couldn’t push Waylon away and glared at him angrily.

“Things aren’t like that.”

“Then how are they?”

Waylon lowered his eyes, his deep black pupils filled with helplessness.

“Mommy~” Luke’s weak voice rose, “Don’t fight…”

When Hope looked toward Luke and Willow, her gaze softened instantly, and her voice became very gentle, “Mommy and Daddy aren’t fighting.”

After speaking, her gaze shifted back to Waylon’s face, still full of anger, “Thomas called to say they were lost, what’s that about?”

“…It was my fault, I neglected them for a moment.”

“No, no, no, it’s because Luke and Willow found it too boring, so they ran out themselves; it actually isn’t Daddy’s fault…”

Running off on their own was their mistake, and they couldn’t deny that, they couldn’t let bad Daddy take all the blame.

“If I had watched them closer, it wouldn’t have happened, it’s my fault.”

“Daddy is busy with work, if we were just a bit better behaved, nothing would have happened!”

Hope pursed her lips.

Now they were even protecting each other.

“Stand up straight.” Hope placed one hand on her hip, and with the other, pointed to the space in front of her.

Luke and Willow immediately stood up straight with their chests puffed out, behaving themselves.

Hope frowned and glanced at Waylon before focusing her attention on the two little ones.

“Luke, Willow.” Hope’s face was stern.

“Mommy, we know we did wrong,” Luke and Willow said, looking down timidly.

“No matter what, it’s wrong to run off without telling an adult, do you know that we worry?”

“Does Daddy worry too?”

Hope’s tone was firm, “Of course, Daddy is also very worried about you.”

“But why is he always so harsh with us?”

Hope looked at Waylon, “He just looks fierce.”

Waylon, “…”

“But it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you, okay?”

Willow, being very fair, wrote on a piece of paper with a pen: Not fierce to Mommy.

“Yeah, bad Daddy is never harsh with Mommy, Daddy loves Mommy, but not us.”

They concluded confidently.

Hope unconsciously glanced at Waylon, and his gaze had never left Hope; their eyes suddenly collided.

Waylon walked over, took Hope’s hand, and said, “I can’t bear to.”

“Right, you can’t bear to be harsh with Mommy, but you can easily do it to us.” Luke and Willow didn’t know whether to be happy or speechless at their Daddy’s double standards.

“Is it even comparable?”

“Are we really your own children?” Luke muttered with a pout.

“Just look in a mirror and you’ll know.”

Luke…

“Enough, I’m not over it yet, stay away from me,” Hope said mercilessly as she withdrew her hand from Waylon’s grip.

“How can you calm down?”

“Mommy, please don’t be angry anymore, okay? We really know we were wrong, and we promise to be good and not run off again. If you’re still mad, you can spank us; we promise not to cry.”

The two little ones apologetically stuck out their little behinds.

Hope sighed and after looking at Luke and Willow, she shifted her gaze mournfully towards Waylon and raised an eyebrow.

Following Hope’s gaze, Luke and Willow couldn’t help but also look at Waylon.

Their gaze seemed to say, we should be united in admitting our mistakes!

Waylon’s face darkened as he looked at the children’s actions and tugged at his lip, “Violence isn’t the solution, it’s not good.”

Hope hesitated, then smiled.

“Alright, stop making yourselves look so pitiful.”

“Are you not angry anymore?” Waylon raised his hand to embrace Hope.

Hope still pushed him away and even took a step back to keep her distance from him.

Waylon…

“Luke, Willow, it seems like your troubles are over, but not mine,” Hope turned around, “Let’s go home, Luke, Willow.”

Waylon leaned in to follow, “I’ll come with you.”

“I refuse.”

“Refusal is invalid.”

Hope…