She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 578: Wanting to Escape, But It’s Difficult...

Chapter 578: Chapter 578: Wanting to Escape, But It’s Difficult...

"Noah Carter, what did you just say?" Emily Parker stared directly at Noah.

"I said, Hope Williams and Luna Williams are my biological daughters!"

Noah Carter’s entire body tensed as he repeated himself word for word.

Emily Parker was stunned for several seconds before suddenly letting out a spiteful laugh. She sneered, "Noah Carter, are you senile? Running around claiming random daughters!"

Noah’s gaze was solemn and earnest as he looked at Emily. "I’m not crazy or old, and I’m certainly not joking. They are indeed my biological daughters! A month ago, I did a DNA test. I wouldn’t be saying this unless I was absolutely certain."

"You asked me what I’ve been doing this past month. I’ll tell you—I’ve been donating bone marrow to Luna at the hospital. I lied to you, and that’s my fault. But no matter what I’ve done wrong, you had no right—absolutely no right—to harm Little Hope and Luna. If you have any grievances, take them out on me!"

Seeing Noah Carter’s utterly serious expression, Emily Parker’s face froze in place. A torrent of emotions flooded her mind, exploding like a bomb. Her composure crumbled in an instant.

"Aunt!"

Sophie Zhou quickly caught Emily as she stumbled backward. "Aunt, are you alright? Don’t scare me! Aunt!"

Emily took a few deep breaths, raising her hand to push Sophie’s support aside. She charged up to Noah, grabbing his collar fiercely.

"Noah Carter! When did this happen? When did you and Maya have this affair? Explain it to me now!"

Noah numbly raised his head, his eyes filled with profound pain. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "It was the night I found out Maya was getting married. I got drunk and... went looking for her."

"Slap!"

Emily delivered a fierce slap across Noah’s face.

"You... you loved her so much, you got her! Why didn’t you just propose to the Williams Family? Why did you agree to marry me afterward?"

"Propose?" Noah let out a bitter laugh. "How could I have the face to propose? Maya wouldn’t have agreed anyway. As for marrying you..." Noah lowered his eyes and let out a sigh. Guilt flickered in his gaze. "There was no possibility between Maya and me anymore. Marrying anyone else made no difference to me."

Emily felt a searing pain in her chest.

She had thought, at the very least, his willingness to marry her back then must have held a shred of affection for her.

But it didn’t. Not even a shred.

She was merely a substitute!

No! Not even a substitute.

The hatred in her heart grew wild and unrestrained. freewёbnoνel.com

She let out a cold, bitter laugh. "So, I’ve always been insignificant to you, haven’t I? Ha... Twenty-some years, Noah Carter—have you no heart? How could I, Emily Parker, have ever fallen for you?"

Noah’s voice grew heavy and somber. "...I’m sorry. If you want a divorce, I will..."

"Divorce?" Emily sneered coldly. "Dream on! Divorce me so you can hand the family fortune over to them, is that it? Absolutely not! Everything in the Carter Family belongs to my son. Those two girls won’t get a single dime."

Noah squeezed his eyes shut in frustration. Emily’s reaction matched what he’d anticipated all along.

Noah turned a troubled gaze toward Hope and Luna, who had remained ominously silent throughout this ordeal. Their lack of response only deepened his unease.

"Luna? Little Hope?"

He looked anxiously at the two of them, his heart pounding wildly.

No one could comprehend how nerve-wracking it had been for him to reveal this secret.

On one side, he was under immense pressure from Emily Parker. On the other, he feared his daughters wouldn’t acknowledge him—or worse, wouldn’t forgive him.

Luna had known the truth long ago. To her, it was nothing shocking. She remained consumed by the anguish of losing her innocence, utterly indifferent to Noah’s calls.

Hope, from start to finish, had not uttered a single word.

Her reaction, in contrast to Emily’s hysteria and Jade’s profound shock, was chillingly composed as she listened to every word.

Yet her hands, hanging at her sides, were clenched into tight fists.

Waylon Lewis furrowed his brows as he observed her, keenly catching the turmoil in her gaze.

Noah had once told her he had done something to her mother that he could never atone for in this lifetime.

So it was this.

How was this different from **rape**?

Hope took several deep breaths, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t suppress the storm of emotions roiling inside her.

Noah lowered his head once more, consumed by guilt.

"Little Hope, Luna... It’s me, your father, who has failed you both. I didn’t fulfill my responsibilities, nor did I protect either of you."

Hope’s clenched fists tightened further. For all her usual composure and rationality, she found herself incapable of responding to Noah’s words now.

Hate him? Resent him? It didn’t matter. She couldn’t find the words for anything at this moment.

Hope stiffly stood up, turning to Waylon Lewis. "We... Let’s go home."

Without hesitation, Waylon responded. If Hope Williams wanted to leave, he would take her away, no questions asked.

"Alright."

Noah looked at Hope’s grim expression and grew anxious. "Little Hope..."

Hope frowned slightly, shutting her eyes and quickening her pace to leave.

Meanwhile, on the second floor, Ted Williams raised an eyebrow, having witnessed the entire scene. He was clearly surprised.

A month ago, he had been curious as to why Luna, after waiting so long for a matching donor, had suddenly found one through an anonymous donation.

At the time, he thought it was sheer luck. Who would have guessed it was Noah Carter?

Ted curled his lips into a smirk. This family truly was something else.

Emily Parker’s public outburst had unearthed a scandal of this magnitude.

Hope left the Williams Family residence in a rush, her pace hurried as if she were fleeing from something.

She took several deep breaths, leaning against the car and pressing her hand to her forehead to gather herself.

Waylon Lewis approached her quietly, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace. He gently stroked her hair.

Truthfully, even Waylon hadn’t anticipated such an outcome.

That Noah Carter turned out to be Hope’s biological father—and that he had obtained Hope’s mother in such a despicable way.

"Do you resent him?"

After a moment of silence, Hope spoke lightly, her tone indifferent. "From my mother’s perspective... yes, I resent him. From my own perspective... my life is because of him. What right do I have to resent him?"