Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Hope Williams, where will you run to?
She looks so much like her!
Waylon Lewis’s icy gaze was fixed tightly on the car, squinting minutely.
“Boss, the location tracker shows that the person is moving away at a high speed.”
That car—it was without hesitation that Waylon commanded, “Follow them.”
He had a strong premonition that the figure he just saw was the woman from all those years ago.
Inside the car, Hope Williams was calling her friend, Aria Richardson.
“Hello, what’s wrong, Hope?”
“Aria, I need to go back to Country Y.”
“What, you’re going back to Country Y? Didn’t you just get back here? What happened?”
After Hope relayed the recent events, Aria was shocked, cursing three times, “Our baby is incredibly talented! Well done, Luke and Willow. Godmother supports you.”
Hope was embarrassed!
“When are you planning to leave, Hope?”
“As soon as possible, preferably today. I absolutely cannot let him see the children.” She felt uneasy, always fearing that Waylon had seen her and that he’d soon chase after them.
“But you just got back, Hope. Director Woods spent so much to bring you onboard; if you leave now, won’t he be furious enough to fly to Country Y and drag you back?”
“Possibly, but I’m not leaving for good. I’ll send the kids to Liam Cloud to lay low, then I’ll return.”
After all, she had already decided to come back to the country to develop her career and had agreed to take a job at the hospital under Ian Woods, Director Woods; she wouldn’t leave easily.
After dodging this storm, she would bring back both children.
“All right, take care with the kids,” Aria said hurriedly over the phone with a few reminders.
After the call, Hope handed the phone to Luke Williams in the backseat, “Luke, help Mommy book the tickets; we need to stay at Uncle Cloud’s for a few days.”
“Are we going back to Country Y?” Luke asked, his head down, busier than Hope driving; he had carelessly allowed their location to be tracked but fortunately had spotted it in time to intercept and disrupt the tracking.
“Yes,” Hope tried to sound relaxed to prevent the children from feeling anxious with her, “Uncle Cloud has been missing you.”
“Yay, we can visit Uncle Cloud, Willow is so happy.” Turning her head, Willow bit her finger, puzzled, and asked Hope, “But Mommy, are you really scared of Daddy? Why are we hiding from Daddy?”
Hope paused, her eyes dimmed slightly, “Let’s talk about it when Willow grows up a bit, okay?”
Hope didn’t want Luke and Willow to know that their father did not want them.
Knowing talking about Daddy made Mommy sad, Willow pressed her lips together, obediently asking no further, “Okay then.”
Hope occasionally looked back through the rear-view mirror, fearful that someone was following.
“Mommy, the earliest ticket is for tomorrow at 7:30 AM.”
Hope nodded, “Okay, that flight.”
It was now seven in the evening; just over twelve hours remained. Hope hurried home as if on fire, hastily packed a few clothes, fearing the longer night would bring more complications, and did not dare delay a single minute.
At the airport, Hope put on masks for herself and both children, then led them to the security check. She breathed a sigh of relief as their turn in the long line finally came.
She knew hiding was no way to deal with the situation, but she didn’t have the courage to face Waylon with the children.
Knowing Waylon’s personality, her defiance in the past, and her escape abroad would mean he would never let her go.
Moreover, a prominent family like the Lewis Family wouldn’t allow their progeny to be left stranded outside.
These children were her life; she couldn’t afford to lose them.
No matter what happened to her, she wouldn’t let anyone harm them.
Looking down at Luke and Willow holding hands, her resolve was unshakeable, without a moment’s regret for her past decisions.
“Mommy, after we go to Uncle Cloud’s, can Willow come back?”
Willow seemed reluctant to leave.
Noticing Willow’s reluctance, Hope smiled gently, “Does my little treasure like it here?”
“Yes, Willow has friends here, godmother, and also…” Daddy! Willow bit her finger, not completing her sentence.
Hope’s eyes darkened; although the children didn’t say it, she knew they longed for a father—no child doesn’t wish to have both parents around.
Hope squatted down, hugging Willow and Luke, unable to provide them with a father’s love, but she’d love them twice as much.
Seeing Hope’s melancholy, Willow hugged her tightly, “Mommy, Willow only needs Mommy.”
“Luke needs only Mommy, too.” Luke also hugged Hope, trying to provide her with more comfort.
Hope smiled tenderly, fortunate to have both children, “Don’t worry, my darlings. Mommy will surely bring you back after a few days.”
However, at that moment, a line of black luxury cars steadily pulled up at the airport entrance. From the leading Rolls Royce, a tall man alighted.
The man’s handsome features were tense, his dark eyes cold as ink.
He carried a chill that swept through the airport lobby, his black-suited bodyguards immediately dispersing, beginning a carpet-style search.
This time, he was determined not to let that woman escape again!
“Luke, Willow, we’re about to board.”
“Yay, Willow will see Uncle Cloud very soon.”
After checking in, Luke and Willow, hand in hand, bounced ahead.
Hope watched her children with a brimming smile; they were always excited about flying. She collected her documents, but in the next second, a strong hand seized hers.
Then a chillingly familiar voice sounded low in her ear.
“Hope Williams, where else will you run to?”