She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 257 - Dream On About Having a Proper Wedding

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Dream On About Having a Proper Wedding

Hope Williams had thought she was already quite adept at shopping for the children’s necessities, but Alitzel Williams proved to be even more extravagant.

As soon as they entered the mall, Alitzel focused solely on picking out clothes for the kids.

“This outfit would look so lovely on Willow….”

“Wow, Luke looks so handsome in a little suit….”

“These, these, and those over there, we’ll take them all.”

With no need for further thought, the many large and small packages were gathered amidst a flurry of compliments, and both kids seemed quite willing to cooperate with trying on the clothes.

Leaving the children’s section, they had originally planned to choose a gown for Hope, but then they heard a commotion.

“Why shouldn’t I go?” Mia Fuller demanded with an angry face, confronting Vivia Fuller.

“Haven’t you embarrassed the Fuller Family enough? Can’t you just stay home and avoid making a scene in public?” Vivia replied with a frosty tone.

“I embarrassed the Fuller Family? What about you? The cooperation that grandfather prized so much was lost because of you. Who was it that said they could definitely secure the deal? And after failing, you have the nerve to shift the blame onto others.”

Mia seemed to have touched on Vivia’s sore spot and didn’t hesitate to retort sharply.

The two sisters were bickering in the street, clearly unable to stand the sight of each other.

Hope and Alitzel both merely raised an eyebrow without showing much reaction, with no intention of getting involved; they turned to leave.

Little did they anticipate that Vivia would catch sight of them in her direction.

Vivia’s face turned pale; they must have overheard the conversation.

Damn it, she had made a fool of herself in front of Hope again.

Gritting her teeth, she still called out to them, “Aunt Lewis, Miss Williams.”

Hope and Alitzel exchanged a helpless glance, silently lamenting that they could not avoid the situation.

Now that they had been addressed, they couldn’t pretend not to hear and stopped, along with Luke and Willow in tow.

Alitzel put on her trademark insincere smile and asked amiably, “What’s the matter with you two sisters? Having some kind of disagreement?”

Vivia composed herself, walked over, and took Alitzel’s hand with a look of utter helplessness and sighed.

“Aunt, I apologize for the spectacle. Vivia and I had a disagreement, but it’s nothing serious.”

Mia forced a strained smile in agreement.

In this, the sisters unexpectedly showed unity, fearing that Hope would laugh at their squabble; they put their argument aside.

Hope, with an expression that betrayed nothing extra, said to Alitzel, “Mom, let’s go.”

Upon hearing Hope mention leaving, Alitzel, who was anxious about finding an excuse to depart, promptly nodded, “Okay, let’s go.”

They turned and said politely to the sisters, “Please continue, we’ll be on our way now.”

Please continue!

“…”

“…”

Mia glared at Vivia with a snort full of anger and resentment.

Vivia gave her a scornful look as her pent-up rage found no outlet, “What’s the use of competing with me? Hope and Waylon Lewis are getting married soon, and you’re still challenging me, you fool.”

“What did you say?” Mia’s brow furrowed deeply in anger, “When did this happen? How come I don’t know about it?”

“The old Master Lewis said it himself, probably next month,” Vivia said bitterly, eyeing the departing figure of Hope with a gaze filled with grief.

How infuriating it was to let her triumph for so long.

“Ultimately, that wretched woman has won.” Mia clenched her fists, seething with resentment and unwillingness.

Because of Hope, she was in this plight; now that she was jilted, not only could she not marry into the Knox Family, but the scandal was too big, known by countless people, and no prestigious family would want her.

And all her miseries, all caused by Hope.

“What’s wrong? You’re giving up just like that?”

“I’m not! I’m not willing to, but I don’t know what else I can do to get rid of her right now.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not over yet. She thinks she can secure her position as Mrs. Lewis with ease, but she won’t be able to enjoy her wedding day.”

Saying this, Vivia Fuller followed the departing figures with her eyes before stepping forward to follow them.

Alitzel Williams really just wanted to have a nice shopping day today and had no interest in getting involved in anything else, but she still ran into those two bizarre sisters fighting like cats and dogs. It was truly distressing.

“Mom, I want to help Waylon pick out some clothes,” Hope Williams said as she unconsciously lingered in the men’s section.

Naturally, Alitzel Williams had no objections, and the group headed toward a top men’s fashion brand.

Hope Williams noticed that Waylon Lewis usually wore suits and that she seldom saw him in casual attire.

So Hope Williams wanted to buy him some casual clothes and was already looking forward to seeing Waylon Lewis wearing the clothes she would pick out.

An enthusiastic salesperson approached them and asked, “Ladies, what type of style do you need? Let me make some recommendations for you.”

“Something casual.”

“Madam, right this way, please.”

Hope arranged for Luke and Willow to stay in the rest area, and she followed the salesperson toward the casual clothing section. It was unclear when the Fuller sisters had already surrounded Alitzel Williams.

Hope shook her head helplessly as she saw her mother Alitzel’s face, which was fraught with annoyance yet resignation.

The relationship between the Lewis and Fuller families was not simple.

Because of this, Alitzel Williams, even though thoroughly fed up with the sisters, chose to maintain a superficial harmony.

Having one more friend in the business world is often much more beneficial than one more enemy.

Hope’s expression was calm; she blinked gently and called out to Alitzel Williams, “Mom, can you come over and help me see what you think of this set?”

Alitzel Williams immediately complied and went to join Hope.

The Fuller sisters clenched their teeth and followed swiftly.

Vivia Fuller looked at the clothes Hope Williams was selecting and asked, “Miss Williams, are you buying these for Brother Waylon?”

Hope’s attention was already on the clothes, “Or else?”

Vivia gave a faint smile with a hint of mockery in her eyes, “Miss Williams, I’m afraid you don’t understand Brother Waylon. He has never liked to wear such casual clothing.”

Alitzel and Hope both frowned.

“Brother Waylon prefers to wear suits, and this type of suit also suits his steady and dignified temperament more,” Vivia Fuller said, picking up a suit and smiling as she gave Hope Williams her suggestion.

Hope Williams pursed her lips, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes, “Miss Fuller, you seem to know my husband very well?”

Vivia Fuller said proudly, “I grew up with Brother Waylon, so I naturally understand his tastes and habits.”

Hope continued to hold the chosen clothes in her hand, her smile slight, “Well, I’m sorry, Miss Fuller, but he is my husband now.”

“So what? Brother Waylon’s preferences aren’t going to change, no matter who he’s with, so I still advise you to choose this,” Vivia Fuller said, her triumphant look undiminished.

No matter how much time this woman spent with Waylon Lewis, she couldn’t surpass her understanding of him.

“Aunt, how do you know for sure that my daddy wouldn’t like the clothes my mommy has chosen?” Luke asked directly, unable to listen any further.

Vivia smiled, “Because your aunt understands your daddy’s tastes.”

“So you mean to say that my mommy doesn’t understand?” Luke countered.

Vivia Fuller was taken aback, the tone of the question having changed, “Your aunt didn’t mean that. I just think this set is more suitable for your daddy.”

“Who are you to my daddy? Why are you picking clothes for my daddy? And questioning the choices my mommy has made?” Luke looked at Vivia Fuller with a face full of questions.

Vivia Fuller’s eyelids twitched imperceptibly as she stood there, at a loss for words in response to the questions posed by a five-year-old child.

“My mommy and my daddy are the two people who live together. Could there really be someone who understands my daddy better than my mommy?”