She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 747: Chapter 747: Going Out Without Fear of Being Struck by Lightning

"Good to know."

A series of crashing sounds combined with a woman’s screams sent chills down everyone’s spine.

Suddenly, the door was flung open.

Aria Richardson adjusted her clothes, carrying her shoes as she walked out. Her fierce expression instantly made the crowd at the door step aside.

Aria casually ran her fingers through her messy hair and glanced at the red marks on her arms. She looked back at the two women lying on the ground, bruised and disheveled, "Try to set me up again, and I’ll scratch your faces."

Lily Armstrong lay on the ground tugging at her torn gown, trembling as she pointed at Aria, "You... Aria, we’re not done. Just you wait."

Natalie Rogers clutched her head, looking at the hair that had been ripped out, wailing.

Her hair was already sparse, yet they pulled at it.

"You’re at least my son’s fiancée, you future daughter-in-law dare to hit me, the future mother-in-law? Come and see, heaven won’t tolerate this, aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning when you go out..."

"Let’s see who gets struck by lightning when we step outside," Aria wiped her face and turned back to the crowd looking terrified. Unfazed, she tossed her shoes on the ground, wore them, and strode away.

The crowd bent down to peer into the room, seeing the two disheveled women lying on the ground, wailing.

Witnessing this scene, they looked at the departing woman.

A few people involuntarily shivered.

Indeed, women like her, who look fierce, shouldn’t be messed with!

Wyatt Lewis, hands in his pockets, let out a cold laugh, "By the way, Miss Armstrong, I just called your father, I’m sure he’ll be here soon to sort this out himself, and..."

Wyatt glanced at the journalists, "Still standing there? Hurry up and take photos! Don’t you want tomorrow’s news headline?"

After saying that, Wyatt’s light gaze mockingly swept over Alexander Knox, then turned to leave.

Alexander’s face was icy, his lips pressed tight, as he gestured for the bodyguards to go in and take them for treatment.

He himself took out his phone, dialing, "Send someone to keep an eye on Aria Richardson, also prepare the villa on South Island... yes, in the coming days."

After ending the call, Alexander’s cold gaze looked far, watching their figures until they disappeared, his hand gripping the phone tight enough to make a cracking noise.

Leaving the hotel, Wyatt noticed Aria’s thin attire, removed his jacket and tossed it to her, "Put it on."

Aria didn’t refuse because there was only the thin dress to change into in the room, with bare arms and legs, making her shiver in the March night.

"Thank you," she draped the jacket over her shoulders.

Wyatt glanced at her and went to open the car door, "Get in, I’ll take you back."

Afraid of encountering any more danger, Aria quickly got into the car.

Wyatt closed the car door, went around to the other side, and got in.

The car sped towards the Richardson family villa.

Aria pursed her lips, turning to glance at Wyatt.

Wyatt’s face was now inexplicably calm, the handsome face still showing some unhealed scars from before, yet it didn’t affect his overall appeal.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Wyatt suddenly spoke.

Caught spying, Aria was startled and quickly turned her face away, "Nothing."

Wyatt glanced sideways at her, curling his lips.

"How is your body doing?"

Aria paused, her whole body tensed, "Wh-what do you mean by ’doing’?"

Wyatt raised an eyebrow with a faint smile, carrying a hint of roguishness.

"You know what I’m talking about."

Aria bit her lower lip, her face suddenly turning red. Her body still felt slightly warm, clearly the medicine hadn’t fully subsided, but she could bear it.

But... Wyatt’s question suddenly reminded her of the scenes in the room just now.

She couldn’t help but cover her face with both hands, her body involuntarily leaning forward.

"Sigh..."

"Thump!"

"Hiss~" Aria held her forehead, which had bumped into the dashboard, aching enough to make her grit her teeth.

Wyatt hadn’t had time to stop her, seeing her bump again, he was both worried and speechless.

"Did you grow up practicing the Iron Head Skill?"

"You’re the one who grew up practicing the Iron Head Skill!"

Wyatt shook his head and found a pharmacy, parking the car.

Seeing Wyatt getting out, Aria rubbed her head, "Where are you going?"

"To buy medicine."

Wyatt rushed to the pharmacy and quickly ran back.

Aria sat in the passenger seat, watching him come and go, her heart softened a bit.

Wyatt opened the car door, sat back in the driver’s seat, and started preparing the medicine he bought, soaking a cotton swab in the solution.

Wyatt looked at her, "Head."

"Hm?"

"Bring your head over."

Aria reached out, "I’ll do it myself."

Wyatt avoided her hand and didn’t give her the medicine, "Can you see it yourself?"

Aria tugged at her lips.

"Hurry up."

Aria rubbed the two bumps on her forehead, they really hurt.

Wyatt helplessly brought the soaked cotton swab over, carefully applying it on the small bumps on her forehead.

The cool medicine spread onto her forehead, a faint medicinal smell dispersed, making Aria’s eyelashes tremble slightly.

The close distance made her heart race.

Aria lowered her eyes, shackling her gaze, nervously picking at her fingers.

Wyatt gently applied the medicine, worried about hurting her, not realizing his own gentleness.

"Don’t touch it with your hands, the doctor at the pharmacy said this will reduce swelling by tomorrow. Apply it again before sleeping tonight." After finishing, Wyatt placed the medicine in her hand while instructing.

Aria nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Wyatt smiled at her suddenly obedient demeanor.

The car started and soon arrived back at the Richardson family residence.

Isla Sue and Miac Richardson were worried that Aria might encounter trouble at the party today, so they stayed up, waiting.

Hearing the car outside, Isla hurried out, Miac following closely.

Seeing Aria get out of Wyatt’s car, Miac’s face immediately turned cold.

"Mom and dad."

Isla noticed the bump on Aria’s forehead, anxiously stepping forward to ask, "Aria, what happened to your head?"

Aria touched her forehead lightly, "I just accidentally bumped it, already applied medicine."

Miac glanced at Aria and then focused on Wyatt, his detached voice said, "Thank you, Young Master Lewis, for bringing Aria back, it was really a hassle for you."

Wyatt slightly frowned, nodding, "It was necessary."

Miac turned to Aria, speaking in a low tone, "Aria, you also, how can you trouble Young Master Lewis? You are so inconsiderate, don’t do this again. Alexander just called and asked if you were home."

Wyatt heard this, turning his gaze to Miac. He could still understand the alienation implied in his words.

Isla watched the group, giving Wyatt an awkward smile, "Young Master Lewis, it’s really problematic for you today, since you’re here, come inside and sit for a bit." noveldrama

Miac looked at Isla reproachfully, "Enough, you two go inside first, I need to talk to Young Master Lewis."

Aria felt a tight knot in her heart, frowning, stepping forward, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Can’t I have a private chat with Young Master Lewis?" Miac’s face turned grim, his tone unfriendly.

Aria didn’t know what he wanted but it was nothing good.

However, Wyatt calmly smiled, his gaze steady on Aria, "It’s fine, go inside with Auntie, I’ll chat with your dad."