She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 668: Chapter 668: There Was a Moment When She Also Feared Death

Darkness...

Endless darkness...

Hope spent the next days mostly in a coma, with little time being awake.

She had lost a lot of weight, her once slender figure now appeared even more fragile, like a fragile porcelain doll.

Exhaustion...

She could feel her body was very tired, and every time she fainted, she thought she was too tired and considered giving up and not continuing anymore.

But each time such thoughts appeared, figures of those she cared about flashed through her mind, Waylon Lewis, Luke, Willow, Liam Cloud, Aria Richardson, and her newborn baby...

She didn’t want to leave them.

So each time she struggled to open her eyes, striving to stay conscious.

On New Year’s Eve, the outside was filled with festive lights and peace, Hope stood by the window looking out, feeling a faint sense of regret that this New Year she couldn’t spend with Waylon Lewis, Luke, and Willow.

She wondered if she would have another chance in the future...

She held her phone and looked down at the number on it.

She wanted to call Waylon Lewis...

After a long time, the screen automatically turned off, and the black screen reflected her exceptionally thin face.

Hope was stunned, her eyelashes trembled lightly as she looked at herself on the screen, recalling her weak and feeble voice, losing courage instantly.

After coughing several times, Hope instinctively raised her hand to cover her mouth, and when she lowered it, there was a crimson trace in her palm.

Hope’s eyes trembled, and tears silently fell down her face.

For a moment, she was truly afraid of death...

She changed her clothes and slowly walked out of the room. Violet Summer saw Hope seemingly wanting to go out, quickly put down what she was doing, wiped her hands, and went to support Hope.

"Miss Williams, why are you out? Your body is too weak, go back to your room and lie down."

Violet Summer looked at Hope’s pale face, unable to suppress her heartache.

Since Hope gave birth, nearly half a month had passed, and Violet Summer had been constantly taking care of Hope, watching her body grow weaker day by day. noveldrama

She saw her cough blood, faint, saw her curl up alone by the window, hugging herself tightly and sobbing softly.

Hope shook her head, "Tonight is New Year’s Eve, I don’t want to stay in the room, take me to see Anthony Taylor."

Violet Summer could only nod.

The study was filled with swirling smoke.

Anthony Taylor was holding a picture frame, looking at the serene smiling girl in the frame, his brows deepening.

After knocking on the door, Anthony Taylor said in a low voice, "Come in."

Violet Summer stood at the door, "Master Taylor, Miss Williams is looking for you."

Upon hearing Hope arrived, Anthony Taylor extinguished the cigarette in his hand and then said, "Come in."

Violet Summer supported Hope as she walked in. Hope’s gaze fell on the photo Anthony Taylor had put down, "I often see you holding this photo lost in thought. Is the girl in the photo your lover?"

Anthony Taylor carefully placed the photo back, his golden-brown eyes dimming slightly, "Yes."

Hope remembered Daniel ohnson had told her that Anthony Taylor established such a large Antidote Lab to keep someone, but eventually, he couldn’t keep them.

"She has been gone for many years, like you, suffering from chronic toxicity, and when we discovered it, she only had two months left."

Anthony Taylor reached out, his fingertips gently stroking the girl’s beautiful face, unable to suppress the redness in his eyes, "Hope, do you know? I have money, a lot of money, but I... couldn’t save her, she fell asleep in my arms just like that and never woke up."

Hope blinked, unsure if it was the recently suppressed emotions or some other reason, tears surged listening to someone else’s story.

"So you’ve always wanted to save me, not wanting to see me gradually die like her."