Chapter 36: Chapter 36 Joy Ward Refuses to Admit
“Why are you so smug?” Valentina River gritted her teeth and shoved Hope Williams as the elevator doors opened.
Hope sidestepped quickly, her gaze icy.
“Slut, shameless, you just rely on your face, right? All you’re good at is seducing men. You think you’re so great, but let me tell you, you’re nothing but a lowlife. Remember how you did those filthy deeds and got kicked out of medical school? What, you still disagree?
Over the years, you’ve really climbed up the ranks, sticking by President Lewis’ side, snatching Mrs. Lewis’ spot from our Joy, and now seducing Doctor Myers. You’re nothing but a man-stealing vixen.”
Having suffered such great humiliation today and also having offended Joy Ward, Valentina naturally couldn’t swallow this insult. She especially needed to show her stance in front of Joy Ward, and at that moment, her sharp voice filled with rage and sarcasm echoed through the vast underground parking lot.
Joy Ward stood quietly to the side, holding herself superior, and shot a sarcastic glance at Hope Williams.
Hope’s expression remained calm as she lightly dusted off her clothes, “Crazy.”
She was in a hurry to pick up Luke and Willow, no time to waste here with these idiots, not sparing them another glance as she swept past them.
Joy Ward took a step to block Hope’s way, “Explain yourself.”
“Explain what?” Hope tilted her head and looked at Joy Ward with a mocking glance, “Do you find this amusing? Fighting like a mad person every day, don’t you get tired?”
“Hope Williams, I’d advise you better…”
“Don’t bother, it’s annoying.” Hope interrupted Joy Ward directly.
Joy almost exploded with anger, “What do you have to be proud of, Hope Williams? You’re no longer the envied Mrs. Lewis; you’re just a woman discarded by Waylon.”
“Oh, what’s it to you? Even if I was abandoned by Waylon Lewis, I was still chosen by him at some point. What about you? Never even chosen, let alone to be a discarded wife. How does that make you feel?”
Having said that, Hope arched her brow and turned to leave. Joy Ward’s eyes intensely followed Hope’s slender back, her hands clenched into fists, and suddenly she stepped forward and violently pushed Hope.
“Little Hope!” Just out of the elevator, Benjamin Myers saw the scene, his cool eyes filled with rage as he urgently called out.
Hope was taken aback for a moment. She was in a rush for Luke and Willow and might be late, but she never expected Joy Ward to play dirty.
She felt a strong force on her back; there was no time to dodge, only managing to slightly shift her body to lessen the impact, her elbow hitting the side of a car hard, causing Hope to wince.
“Little Hope, are you alright?” Benjamin Myers quickly supported Hope, his usually gentle eyes now filled with fierce anger as he stared at Joy Ward.
Hope gritted her teeth in pain, her expression grim.
“Isn’t Doctor Ward going too far?” Benjamin Myers’ voice was as chill as ice congealing under winter.
“Doctor… Doctor Myers?” Joy Ward looked visibly panicked, exchanging glances with Valentina. They had just meant to vent on Hope and hadn’t expected to run into Benjamin Myers.
Now, as Joy Ward feared her reputation might crumble, she quickly put on a concerned demeanor, stepping forward to ask, “Doctor Williams, are you alright? I was just finishing my sentence, only trying to hold you, how did you fall down? I know we have our disagreements, but surely, Doctor Williams, you wouldn’t stoop to feigning injury?”
Hope was thoroughly impressed by this woman’s shamelessness, her ability to blame-shift indeed made everyone else seem blind or foolish, only she was smart!
“Joy Ward, everyone else is blind? Fools, is it?”
A rush of footsteps grew closer.
A man grabbed Hope’s wrist, pulling her into his embrace, forcefully snatching her from Benjamin Myers’ hands. He clutched her shoulders, lifted her hand, his brows furrowed, and his dark eyes minutely inspecting her injury.
Initially calm, Hope became fiercely defensive the moment she saw Waylon Lewis, yet the man only tightened his grip, not allowing her to move.
“Try squirming again?” Waylon Lewis’ voice was cold, his eyes icy enough to freeze everything around.
Benjamin Myers, faced with the suddenly emptied embrace, narrowed his cold eyes.
Seeing the distinguished man suddenly appear, Joy Ward’s heart raced out of rhythm, her face pale, hands growing colder.
“Waylon, you… why are you here?”
Despite her fear, Joy steps forward with a gentle, fragile voice and demeanor, as if she wasn’t the one who had pushed Hope.
Waylon Lewis completely ignored her; his eyes fixed only on Hope, “Does it hurt?”
Hope spoke the truth. How could it not hurt?
Joy Ward immediately said, solicitously, “Let me help you bandage it, Doctor Williams.”
Hope couldn’t bother with this insincere woman.
The man’s gaze darkened, lifting his eyes to stare at Joy Ward, his thin lips coldly spitting out two words, “Apologize.”
“What… what?” Joy Ward’s eyes widened in disbelief; Waylon Lewis actually wanted her to apologize to Hope.
Why should she apologize?
“Waylon, it was Miss Williams who fell by herself, what did I do wrong?” Still playing the pitiful character, her eyes quickly filled with tears, always denying, always distorting facts, always manipulative.
As long as she believed she wasn’t wrong, then it must be someone else framing her.
Waylon Lewis’ handsome face showed no warmth, his eyes deep as abyss, “Joy Ward, am I blind?”