She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 555 Good News, Bad News

Luna Williams sneered, "You must be thrilled that I’m dying, aren’t you?"

Thrilled?

Hope Williams was not the type to kick someone when they were down, nor was she so idle as to take pleasure in someone else’s life and death.

"Hope, I hate, I hate you so much, I hate myself, why is fate so unfair? We were born on the same day, to the same parents, yet it is you who has been graced with good fortune."

Luna’s voice was filled with endless desolation and resentment.

Hope remained silent, her gaze distantly fixed on the view outside the window, her eyes calm and still.

Luna laughed with extreme irony.

Two people of incredibly similar appearance, yet with completely different fates.

One basks in the limelight, with a future of riches and honor, while the other is gravely ill, shrouded in darkness.

Hope sighed, "If you called just to vent to me, I don’t have time for this, you should be taking care of your illness."

"Don’t you dare hang up, Hope, I’m not done talking."

Luna continued to speak with anger, "If I hadn’t fallen ill, you wouldn’t have stood a chance at all. Everything in the Williams family, in the Williams Clan, was all mine. I was the one and only heiress, what are you but a disgrace, disgusting, you don’t deserve a cent of the Williams’ fortune."

"If it’s so precious to you, you might as well take your money to the grave."

"Hope you..."

Hope cut her off from continuing to rant and abruptly ended the call, tossing the phone aside. She raised her hand to rub her temples, a wave of fatigue washing over her.

She stood up and walked over to the window, the window was open, and the gentle breeze brushed against her face.

Waylon Lewis returned to the hospital room to find Hope Williams standing quietly by the window, her expression somewhat heavy, lost in thought.

Her slender figure was enveloped in the bulky hospital gown, the wind blew her long hair draped over her shoulders, and occasionally when she looked down, there was a faint sense of melancholy.

Waylon’s brows furrowed, and he strode over, bending down to scoop Hope up in his arms.

"Ah..."

Caught off guard as she was deep in thought, Hope instinctively let out a low cry when she was lifted.

Soon, a familiar scent enveloped her, and seeing Waylon, her expression carried a trace of shock.

"You enter the room so silently."

Waylon placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and unintentionally touched her icy hands. His pupils darkened as he took her cold hand into his own to warm it.

"What were you thinking about, so absorbed?"

Hope sighed lightly, "Grandma came to see me, asking to visit Luna, I refused, and secondly, she asked for my help with the Williams Clan matters. I was just thinking when you came."

"Stop worrying about the Williams Clan issues, I’ll handle them."

Hope gently frowned in confusion, "Did Grandma also ask for your help?"

"No, I just don’t want you to worry about it anymore."

Hope understood and gave a gentle smile, "Thank you."

Waylon’s eyes showed a hint of helplessness as he leaned over and kissed her cheek, "So can you rest and recover in peace now?"

Hope nodded, "Mhm, though I’d like to go back home for my recovery. My wounds are much better now, and we have a family doctor at home. Let’s go back and recover there."

Waylon indulgently ruffled her hair, "Alright, I’ll have someone process your discharge."

"Okay."

...

Noah Carter had just received the DNA test report, his dark eyes intently staring at the analysis results.

Parent-child relationship confirmed!

Noah’s eyes stiffened, and after a long while, he slowly came back to his senses.

His clear gaze clouded over, a surge of tears brewing.

"Parent-child relationship confirmed!"

"My daughter, the daughter of me and Maya..."

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, tightly holding the paternity test results.

"Really my daughter, my and Maya’s daughter...truly..."

Overwhelmed by an intense wave of excitement, his heart thumped wildly in his chest as if he were playing the drums.

Ever since that incident, after which Maya stopped speaking to him, he had lived in guilt for many years, and it had been many years since he had felt such strong emotional fluctuations.

Hope and Luna are his children, truly his.

No one could understand his feelings.

He kept mumbling to himself as he walked forward, unable to stop the smile stretching across his lips.

He ended up laughing out loud.

Passersby stared at him with puzzled looks.

He paced back and forth on the spot, joyful with the thought of having two daughters, two daughters.

Noah Carter could have never imagined it.

That he could have children with Maya.

Good.

Really good.

So very good.

Even if he were to die now, this result would be worth it.

"Dad? What’s wrong with you?"

From a distance, Leo Carter saw Noah smiling and pacing around in the same spot.

Hearing Leo’s voice, Noah’s smile faded slightly, and he suddenly became a bit uneasy, thinking about how to explain to his son that he has two new sisters...

Especially since he and Luna were previously an engaged, unwed couple!

With that thought, Noah could no longer muster a smile!

Noah was startled deep inside and anxiously looked at Leo.

"Have you ever been together with Luna?"

Leo frowned, confused, "Togetherness? What do you mean?"

Noah’s eyes trembled with nervousness. Had he known this would happen, he would never have gotten engaged to the Williams Family.

If he and Luna...

"Tsk, I mean, have you ever touched her?"

Leo felt increasingly that Noah was acting strangely by suddenly asking such a question.

"Dad, are you feeling alright?"

"I’m asking you a question, answer me!"

Leo pressed his lips tightly together, "...No."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

Noah took a deep breath and let it out slowly, patting Leo on the shoulder, "Good lad, good, now I can rest easy."

"Dad, what’s actually going on? Are you possessed or something?"

Leo frowned, noticing that Noah had been acting very weird lately, and today it was even stranger.

Asking such nonsensical questions.

Noah’s eyes were full of excitement, but also hesitation, unsure of how to break the news to his son.

It’s something that ordinary people would find hard to accept.

After pondering for a moment, Noah finally spoke, "Leo, there are two pieces of good news and one piece of bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"