Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Hope Williams is Being Hunted Down
“Mommy!” Luke and Willow also sensed the danger.
“Sit tight.” Hope Williams’s eyes turned cold as she swiftly spun the steering wheel, the car lunging forward. Without hesitation, she charged toward the assailants, who hastily dodged while their clubs continued to rain down on the car.
The passenger side window shattered violently.
“Follow her.”
Hope Williams’s brow knitted tightly, “Luke, call the police.”
“I’m on it.” Luke swiftly called the police and sent the car’s location to them.
Hope Williams speedily drove toward the exit of the apartnt complex, while the car behind closely followed, sticking to her rear bumper.
Hope Williams told the children to buckle up and sit tight before she floored the accelerator and sped up.
It was clear that these people were here for revenge.
Hope Williams hadn’t wronged them, so they must have been hired by soone else to seek vengeance.
Hope Williams kept increasing the car’s speed until suddenly a black car appeared in front, forcing her to slam on the brakes and co to a halt.
A violent collision sounded.
The car was hit hard from behind, caught in a pincer attack, leaving Hope Williams no room to escape.
Luke held Willow tightly as Hope Williams, not wanting to hurt the children, gritted her teeth and got out of the car.
The car had been stopped; one door wasn’t going to keep these people out.
“Mommy!”
“Don’t get out, stay in the car.” Hope Williams abruptly shut the car door, positioned herself in front of the rear door with a calm deanor, and coldly scrutinized them one by one.
There were about a dozen n, each one a professional with bulging muscles on their arms and clubs in hand, watching as Hope Williams stepped out of the car.
“She’s quite a beauty.”
The n laughed wickedly, “Big Boss, it’s gonna be a blast with such a pretty thing.”
“You bastards, if anyone gets her, it’s first,” the leading man laughed, revealing yellow teeth and leering at Hope Williams with beady eyes.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Ha ha ha ha, beautiful, we’re gonna be your n tonight, take her down.”
The n, seeing Hope Williams as defenseless, grew even more brazen.
A man reached out to grab her.
Hope Williams dodged swiftly.
Seeing his grab miss, the man grew more interested. For five years overseas, Liam Cloud had forced her to train in martial arts for a year.
Now, it ca in handy.
“Don’t dodge, beauty.”
Hope Williams sidestepped, delivering a kick to the man’s groin, causing him to howl in agony, clutching his vitals.
“Get lost.”
“She’s got so skills; everyone, attack together, whoever catches her gets to sleep with her tonight,” commanded the leader, energizing the crowd.
Fists flew by her ears. Hope Williams narrowly dodged several tis, but ultimately, she was outmatched, especially being a woman alone.
Her strength and speed quickly fell behind.
A man grabbed her shoulder and flung her. She slamd into the car behind her, a dull pain radiating from her waist.
The man advanced with a nacing grin, but then Luke and Willow rushed out of the car and stood in front of the man, arms spread.
Luke glared at the man with fierce eyes, “Don’t you dare touch my mommy.”
“Where did this brat co from? Get lost, or I’ll toss you into the sea for the fish,” the man threatened.
Luke’s gaze remained stern, not showing any fear, “My daddy is Waylon Lewis, and he’s on his way. If you don’t want to die, get lost.”
Luke’s expression was cold; he was the spitting image of Waylon Lewis with a taut face, and his roaring presence was undeniable.
“I don’t care who your dad is, move. I’m taking your mom,” the man pushed Luke aside.
“Luke!” Hope Williams exclaid.
Holding Willow, driven by unknown courage, lunged forward and bit fiercely into the man’s leg.
The man scread in pain.
“Get off, you brat!” the man grabbed Willow and threw her to the side.
Hope Williams pushed herself up with all her strength and swung a punch at the man’s face.
The man was surprised Hope Williams could still stand, but her strength and speed were clearly inferior, and he easily held back her strike.
“You’re among the rare won who put up a fight.”
Hope Williams glared fiercely at the tattooed man, “Who gave you the right to touch my kids?”
Hope Williams suddenly grabbed a knife that had fallen to the ground and stabbed fiercely toward the man’s arm.
The man reeled back two steps in searing pain, and this only served to infuriate him further.
Baring his teeth in a snarl, he pulled the knife embedded in his own hand and grabbed Hope Williams by the throat, “You’re looking for death, I’ll grant you that.”
“Bang!” A gunshot rang out.
The man in front of Hope Williams collapsed to the ground at the sound.
Then, a stream of bright car headlights shone over, and Waylon Lewis, clad in a trench coat and holding a gun, fired off several shots at the thugs.
His eyes seed to be bloodshot with rage. A man rushed towards him, swinging a fist, but Waylon Lewis raised his hand, gripping the assailant’s arm tightly.
With a “crack,”
a scream of excruciating pain followed as the man’s arm was dislocated by Waylon Lewis.
“Bang.”
With a somber expression, Waylon Lewis silenced him forever.
Thomas Hughes imdiately led his n forward to subdue the rest.
Waylon Lewis’s eyes were blood-red as the car lights brightly illuminated the area. He looked at the woman in front of him and, with a headache splitting his head, pulled her into his embrace.
“Hope.”
In the mont she saw Waylon Lewis, Hope Williams’s heart finally settled, and her tears uncontrollably spilled over, “Luke… Willow…”
“They’re fine, I’m taking you to the hospital,” said Waylon Lewis in a deep voice, his eyes full of brooding darkness.
He couldn’t bear to think of what might have happened had he arrived a mont later.
Hope Williams was taken to the hospital; fortunately, she wasn’t seriously injured. Her wrist was dislocated, her knee was cut by a knife blade leaving a ghastly wound, her lower back was bruised from an impact, and her neck bore deep scratches.
Hearing the list of injuries from the doctor, Waylon Lewis’s gaze darkened further, and an aura of murderous intent engulfed him, frightening the doctor into trembling.
Once Hope’s wounds were dressed, she was reluctant to stay in the hospital, and Waylon Lewis, with a stern face, took her ho.
Mia Fuller sohow got wind of what happened and rushed to the Lewis Family ho overnight to see Hope.
Mia Fuller looked at Waylon Lewis anxiously and asked with concern, “Brother Waylon, how could sothing like this happen, it’s despicable. Did Sister Hope offend soone? Is she alright? Can I see her…”
“Get out.”
Waylon Lewis barked in a furious growl.
Mia Fuller stood frozen in place, staring dumbly at Waylon, too scared to make a sound.
She had never seen Waylon Lewis so enraged. His glare passed over her as if he wished to reduce her to ashes.
Finally, she fled in panic under his explosive gaze.
Waylon Lewis slamd the door and entered the room.
Hope was still unsettled by the night’s events, but thankfully, Waylon had arrived in ti; otherwise, the outco was too dreadful to contemplate.
Sitting up in bed, Hope winced in pain at every movent.
Waylon Lewis sat at the bedside and started to turn her over.
“What are you doing?”
Waylon Lewis pressed down on her body with a heavy look, lifting her shirt at the back to see the bruising wound, his angry eyes filled with tenderness.
He picked up so ointnt.
A cold touch on Hope’s lower back dispersed in waves of pain.
Without a word, Hope knew from his face just how upset Waylon Lewis was.
“Waylon, are Luke and Willow okay?”
“They’re in their room, asleep.”
“That’s good, they…”
As Waylon continued to apply the ointnt, “They’re fine, just so superficial injuries. Take care of yourself first.”
“What happened to that man today?”
Waylon’s hand, sparked by the sudden fury in his eyes, unintentionally pressed harder, “Killed him.”
To touch his woman was to court death.
Not reducing them to ashes was already rciful on his part.
“Ouch—” The ointnt touching the wound brought a numbing pain, and Hope shivered slightly, looking at him anxiously, “Really? Did you…?”
Waylon Lewis suppressed his anger and softened his touch, taking a deep breath, “Sent them to the police station.”
Hope breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good.”
She pursed her lips, “I don’t know them. I haven’t offended them. They were hired for revenge.” Hope made a simple analysis.
“I will investigate.”
After the ointnt was applied, Waylon Lewis gently turned Hope back over and tucked her in.
“You just need to sleep now.”
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