Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Then Let Her Be Too Busy For Anything Else
Aurora Wood wore a smug expression, as if her husband Michael Wood’s complint was directed at her, “That doesn’t need saying, I saw it a long ti ago.”
Michael Wood pointed helplessly at his daughter and said affectionately, “You, you’ve finally done sothing right.”
Beau Harrison arrived at Michael Wood’s office as expected, and explained the situation with Joy Ward at length.
With anger simring in his chest, Michael Wood asked, “You seem to be particularly concerned about Joy Ward.”
Under Michael Wood’s sharp gaze, Beau Harrison began to sweat profusely, imdiately raising his voice to explain, “Dad, I simply don’t want any doctor in our departnt to be wronged. She did nothing wrong in this matter. If it were anyone else, I would have helped her just as I did with Doctor Ward.”
Michael Wood snorted coldly in his heart; he hadn’t realized before that his son-in-law was such a good actor.
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Seeing that Michael Wood remained silent for a long ti, Beau Harrison beca sowhat flustered, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, afraid that his unease would be detected.
Beau Harrison, crumbling under the prolonged psychological stress, tentatively asked, “Dad…”
Finally, Michael Wood spoke coldly, “Fine, I know now.”
Beau Harrison was secretly delighted, already thinking about going back to claim credit from Joy Ward, completely oblivious to Michael Wood’s clenched and grinding teeth. Seeing that Michael Wood agreed, he expressed his gratitude, “Thank you, Dad.”
The hypocritical ‘Dad’ made Michael Wood feel utterly disgusted, and he waved his hand irritably, “Alright, go.”
Beau Harrison nodded, took a couple of steps, then turned back to look at Michael Wood, feeling vaguely that sothing was off about him, but unable to pinpoint exactly what. Mainly, he was content that Michael Wood had agreed to help clear Joy Ward’s na.
As soon as Beau Harrison left, Michael Wood’s face darkened instantly, “Where does he get the gall? Blaming his surgical mistake on Hope Williams, thinking others are fools.”
anwhile, in the hospital, the small figures of Luke and Willow were weaving through the corridors.
“Brother, did you find where Mommy is?”
“Almost there.” Stopping suddenly, Luke said, “Look, there’s Mommy.”
Luke, with his sharp eyes, spotted Hope Williams ahead, who was facing away from them.
Willow’s heart leaped with joy and she ran towards Hope Williams, “Mom…”
Luke suddenly pulled Willow back, “Wait, look.”
“Bad woman?”
Joy Ward was approaching Hope Williams.
“Let’s listen to what the bad woman says to Mommy.”
Willow nodded, “Okay.”
The two little ones quickly hid themselves in a corner.
Seeing Joy Ward as if fully revived, Hope Williams smiled inwardly, thinking that Vice Chancellor Wood must have agreed to speak up for her.
“Hope Williams, do you think you’ve won? It’s just one surgery, what are you so proud of?”
Hope Williams smiled with a hook of the lips, “Am I that proud?” She deliberately paused, adopting an indisputable deanor, “You’ve noticed that, I’m embarrassed.”
How frustrating.
“You!” Joy Ward clenched her fists, grinding her teeth, her face twisting in anger.
Hope Williams smiled faintly, “Instead of trying to make trouble for , you’d better hurry and figure out how to make up for your mistake, don’t you think?”
Hope Williams indifferently moved past Joy Ward, who, furious and ashad, grabbed her hand, “I’m not done yet.”
Hope Williams furrowed her brows, her voice growing colder, “Then continue, I’m leaving.”
“…This ti I was careless, I will not let it go, don’t be arrogant, just wait,” Joy Ward warned viciously.
But these warnings seed utterly ridiculous to Hope Williams.
Hope Williams shook off Joy Ward’s hand and left directly, clearly unwilling to waste any more words with her.
“The bad woman just keeps looking for trouble with Mommy every day,” Willow said, clenching her little fists in anger.
Luke, deep in thought, didn’t speak. Willow looked at him, puzzled, “Brother, what are you thinking?”
“It’s not a solution for the bad woman to bother Mommy every day. Mommy is already busy with work, and she still has to be wary of that woman,” Luke said with a furrowed brow.
“Yeah, we haven’t even settled the last incident with her.”
A faint gleam passed through Luke’s bright eyes, as if he had already thought of a plan, “Then let’s keep her so busy she won’t have ti to bother Mommy.”
Willow wholeheartedly agreed with Luke’s idea, and the two little ones whispered and plotted together, quickly coming to an agreent and imdiately taking action.
Right now, Joy Ward was in turmoil, although things had taken a slight turn for the better. However, since Hope Williams had beco famous for that surgery, with even Elder Murphy looking at her with new respect, this posed a huge threat to Joy Ward.
Why?
Why did Hope Williams deserve such treatnt when it should rightly belong to her?
As Joy Ward concocted a new plan to deal with Hope Williams, she ran into Willow head-on.
There was Willow, standing in front of her with a cute round face, smiling and waving, “Hello, Auntie, do you rember ?”
Annoyed, Joy Ward gave Willow a cursory glance, recognizing the familiar face. She had no intention of engaging with a little brat, but then she rembered sothing and her gaze fixed on Willow again.
Her eyes widened in fury, “It’s you.”
The little girl who had frad her in front of everyone that day, causing her no end of criticism.
Joy Ward had been livid that day, and had it not been for the need to maintain her facade of gentle and wise deanor in front of Waylon Lewis, she would have loved to slap the child for daring to fra her.
Now, seeing Willow, Joy Ward’s irritation intensified.
She stepped forward aggressively, saying with no warmth, “How could I forget you, you little brat? You frad so terribly.”
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