Chapter 8: Willow Baby is Here

Valentina River listened to Joy Ward's bad tone, and immediately said, "I was overthinking, that bitch couldn't possibly be Cynthia. Plus, if we're talking about capability, our Joy is the best in the hospital. Even if Cynthia shows up, so what, Joy? You're beautiful and from a good family, with exceptional medical skills and you're going to be Young Madam Lewis. Who could outshine you?"

Valentina's flattery eased Joy Ward's expression considerably.

Outside the ward.

"Spit it out," Hope Williams said impatiently.

"Does your mouth ever get tired of spewing trash? Would it kill you to talk nicely?"

"Talk nicely? President Lewis, am I supposed to grovel and obey your every word like before, or should I foolishly hang on your every command? Am I your employee or your slave? Why should I listen to you?"

Hope Williams fired question after question, her eyes beginning to heat up. She had treated him too well before, always careful and submissive, never daring to talk back, which led him to think she was easy to control.

Did he think she was still the old Hope Williams, one he could bully just because she liked him?

From now on, think again!

The man's eyes, deep and angry, stared at her as if he wanted to grind her into dust.

Hope Williams stood up straight, as if declaring to the man, I'm not afraid of you!

The man clenched his fists, gritting his teeth, his voice squeezed through clenched teeth, "Hope Williams, well done!"

Hope Williams trembled slightly, coldness in her eyes, as she watched the man storm into the ward.

With the man gone, Hope Williams finally allowed herself to breathe, her forehead already beaded with sweat.

This man was too frightening; Hope Williams would rather have nothing to do with him for the rest of her life.

Thinking this, Hope Williams turned to leave but had only taken a few steps when Thomas Hughes and his bodyguards stopped her. "Um... Miss Williams, the gentleman didn't say you could leave."

Hope Williams took a deep breath, suppressing the fire in her chest, and looked silently at Thomas Hughes.

Thomas Hughes swallowed, sensing something different about this former wife, her gaze seemingly ready to flay him alive.

"Assistant Hughes," Hope Williams spoke faintly.

"Yes!"

"I…!" Hope Williams took a deep breath. "Need to use the restroom!"

"…" Thomas Hughes hesitated for a moment before immediately telling the bodyguards behind him, "Escort Miss Williams to the restroom."

"…" Hope Williams almost choked, "Escort?"

"Yes, escort," Thomas Hughes affirmed seriously.

Let's be honest, this was plain surveillance!

Hope Williams ground her molars, giving him a thumbs up, "Thomas Hughes, well done!"

Hope Williams stormed into the restroom, leaning against the door with dejection as the two bodyguards followed like shadows, giving her no chance to escape.

It had been so long, and she still didn't know how her two little treasures were doing.

Just as Hope Williams was at her wit's end…

"Mommy." A sweet voice softly rang in Hope Williams's ear.

Hope Williams's heart trembled, "Willow?"

"Mommy!" Willow ran out of a stall and into Hope Williams's arms.

Hope Williams hugged her daughter incredulously, filled with joy yet uneasy, "Willow, didn't you get on the plane? How did you find this place?"

"Brother brought Willow here, remember Mommy? To prevent Mommy and Willow from getting lost, he gave us watches with a tracking system." Willow lifted her hand, showing the pink watch on her wrist.

"Using the tracking, we found our deadbeat dad's home. Just as brother was planning how to rescue Mommy, the location followed Mommy to the hospital, and so here we are."

Hope Williams looked at her own wristwatch, which the little one had insisted she wear; she'd never taken it off and hadn't realized its significance until now.

"Willow, where's your brother?"

"Brother is outside, don't worry Mommy, we're figuring out how to save you. Oh and Mommy, brother said you weren't contacting us, probably because they took your phone. Here's a phone for you, make sure to hide it well."

Hope Williams was moved to tears, her children truly were her saviors. With the phone, things would be much easier. She immediately hid the phone.

"Thank you, my darlings, Willow and your brother are truly Mommy's saviors. Now, Mommy can find a way to escape on her own. It's too dangerous for you here, why don't you go back to your godmother's? I'll meet up with you later."

Waylon Lewis was on this floor, and if he saw Luke, it would be over—he would surely take them away, as the Lewis family would never allow their descendants to be lost.

But Luke and Willow were her life, she couldn't lose them, she couldn't let them take risks.

"But Mommy…"

Footsteps neared the door; Hope Williams covered Willow's mouth, putting a finger to her lips, signaling her to be quiet.

"Mommy?"

"Shh!"

Hope Williams lowered her voice, "Willow, listen to Mommy and leave with your brother. Give me some time, I'll find a way to reunite with you, okay?"

"Willow is worried about Mommy."

Hope Williams held her daughter close, "Trust Mommy."

After comforting her daughter for a while, she reluctantly let Willow go to find Luke.

Though Willow was reluctant and worried for Hope Williams, she ran out with small steps.

Hope Williams watched Willow's tiny figure with a mix of heartache and relief.

Then Hope Williams nonchalantly exited the restroom, knowing Luke and Willow were safe, she felt much reassured. Her previously anxious mood lifted, and her steps were lighter.

Hope Williams even found the sight of the two bodyguards much more pleasant, smiling as she said, "Let's go, escort me back."

The two bodyguards looked at each other, "?"

Had this woman lost her mind? She'd seemed ready to kill them before she entered, and now she was in a good mood just from a restroom break?

Women are unfathomable!

Hope Williams walked light-heartedly back, humming a little tune.

Suddenly...

"Little kid, are you alright?"

That voice...

Hope Williams froze!

She felt her whole body surge with adrenaline!