She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 218 - Hope Williamss Super Strong Combat
Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Hope Williams’s Super Strong Combat Ability
Chapter 218 -218: Hope Williams’s Super Strong Combat Ability
“Dad, what are you saying? Is this woman really Waylon’s wife?”
“Sister-in-law, would I lie to you?” Alitzel’s face was cold as she pressed her voice to ask.
Amelia Bailey exchanged a glance with her husband, Isaiah Lewis, who signaled her with his eyes, and she seemed to regain her confidence to continue.
“I really didn’t know when Waylon got married, but sister-in-law, you should be more cautious in judging people. Which family’s precious daughter is she from? How come I’ve never heard of her?”
Amelia Bailey asked Hope Williams disdainfully, her chin tilted up.
“I’m not a precious daughter from any influential family,” Hope Williams responded calmly.
“Heh,” Kaeli Bailey scoffed coldly. “So she comes from a humble background? Sister-in-law, what were you thinking allowing Waylon to marry such an unworthy wife? Aren’t you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?
Sister-in-law, I suggest you talk to Waylon and get rid of her quickly, to avoid embarrassment later.”
“Whether I will be laughed at is my business,” Hope Williams retorted, her expression still calm, treating Amelia Bailey’s sarcasm as a joke and laughing it off.
“Aunt, you should be concerned about yourself.”
“Concerned about what for myself?”
“When you constantly speak with hidden mockery and spiteful remarks, with rudeness in both words and actions, it really doesn’t befit the demeanor of a lady of your status. You should consider if this will tarnish Uncle’s reputation,” Hope Williams said lightly.
“You! How dare you judge me?” Amelia Bailey was furious, raising her hand and pointing at Hope Williams as she charged forward.
Hope Williams smiled slightly, “So, Aunt, how exactly am I your concern?”
Her tone was as cool and elegant as ever.
Though it lacked any hostility, the light and dismissive way she spoke was enough to infuriate anyone.
Hope Williams paused, then added, “But Aunt, it’s really strange. You don’t like others talking about you, yet you enjoy talking about others so much?”
“I am your elder; aren’t I allowed to speak?” Amelia Bailey, not used to being challenged like this, retorted, furious beyond measure.
“Being an elder is true, but Aunt, if we are talking about my elders, my mother-in-law takes precedence over you. She hasn’t criticized me at all, so why do you keep making such insinuations?”
“It’s precisely because your sister-in-law is too easy-going and never disciplines you, allowing you to be unruly, that I have to teach you a lesson!”
“Ah. Aunt, you are right,” Hope Williams nodded. “My mother-in-law indeed isn’t as brash and rude as you.
Unruly, you say? That’s also true, as it proves that my husband dotes on me. Otherwise, how could I dare to be so brazen? It seems that being unruly is also my asset.”
“You…,” Amelia Bailey stomped her foot, furious. “This woman is absolutely insufferable, truly a woman from a modest background with no manners at all.”
“Aunt criticizes me constantly, yet both my mother-in-law and husband approve of me. Are you questioning their judgment?” Hope Williams intensified her tone.
She knew exactly what Amelia Bailey was thinking; as Waylon Lewis’s wife, to mistreat her was to slap Waylon Lewis in the face.
How could Hope Williams let herself be bullied?
She stood quietly, while Amelia Bailey, now overcome with anger, covered her chest with one hand, tears streaming down her face as she pointed at Hope Williams, “Dad, did you see that? This woman is outrageous; today she dares to talk back to me, tomorrow she will disrespect you too.
Dad, please stand up for me.”
Isaiah Lewis came forward to support his wife, his gaze fixed on Hope Williams, full of anger and amazement.
This was clearly someone unwilling to ever be at a disadvantage, who not only defended herself with each sentence but also protected Alitzel and Waylon.
And she did it all without showing any emotion, lightly infuriating Amelia Bailey.
Amelia Bailey, known for her overbearing nature, could even intimidate women of her age.
Yet this woman managed to gain the upper hand from her very first sentence.
Isaiah Lewis narrowed his eyes, stating sternly, “Sister-in-law, you really should discipline your daughter-in-law properly.”
At that moment, Alitzel was feeling a surge of emotions. She knew Hope Williams was a person who retaliated in kind, but she never expected her to be so formidable to make Amelia Bailey cry.
Alitzel couldn’t help but regard Hope Williams more highly; as the eldest in their family, she had been suppressed by this woman for many years. Today, Hope Williams had truly avenged her.
Hearing Isaiah say this, Alitzel replied without mincing words, “Brother, I don’t see anything wrong with what my daughter-in-law said. What do you want me to discipline?”
Isaiah Lewis’s cheeks puffed up with frustration, and he turned to look at the usually silent Old Master Lewis, “Dad…”
“You two get out of here,” Old Master Lewis commanded sharply.
Isaiah Lewis…
Amelia Bailey was never one to let herself be slighted. Currently boiling with rage and embarrassed by a junior, she couldn’t contain herself.
“Let go of me, I’m going to smash this disrespectful bitch.”
She shook off Isaiah Lewis’s hand and charged forward, Lewis’s hand slipped, and he couldn’t hold her back.
Raising her hand, she slapped Hope Williams’s face.
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Hope Williams’s eyes chilled and, just as she was about to dodge, she stopped herself, and almost instantly, a crisp “smack” sounded.
The slap landed solidly on Hope Williams’s face, causing her to stagger backward sharply and crash into the wall behind her, pain creasing her brow.
“Little Hope!”
Alitzel and Old Master Lewis both felt a tightness in their chests.
Almost the moment Alitzel moved to help Hope Williams, there was a loud “bang!”
Something large flew out abruptly, scattering glasses and cups from the table, crashing to the ground with loud bangs.
Alitzel froze for a moment, staring blankly at Amelia Bailey, who lay moaning beside the coffee table, mouth agape in delayed reaction before turning her head toward the man filled with murderous intent.
