She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Joseph Sanders walked over, looked down at his younger sister, sighed, and turned to Aria Richardson, "Miss Richardson, I just saw Wyatt looking for you."

Aria Richardson glanced at Joseph Sanders, immediately understood, and smartly stood up to give her seat to Joseph, "Alright, I'll go find him."

Joseph Sanders gave Aria a grateful look, then sat down in Aria's seat.

Zoey Sanders glanced at her brother, said nothing, and lowered her head.

"Isn't it time to give up?"

Joseph spoke softly, "He doesn't like you, so he won't show you any kindness."

Joseph felt that Liam Cloud wasn't wrong.

If you don't like someone, there's no reason to give them any illusions.

Everything he did was a rejection.

Joseph actually liked Liam Cloud's approach.

It's much better than some men who don't like someone yet still keep them hanging, occasionally giving them a bit of hope, making them constantly think they still have a chance.

Zoey pursed her lips and remained silent, not offering any response.

...

Aria Richardson walked back to Wyatt Lewis' side, Wyatt glanced in the direction they came from and asked, "Is Zoey Sanders feeling better?"

"Young Master Sanders is with her."

"Hmm." Wyatt didn't ask further, "There's a shooting range nearby, want to try it?"

Aria looked at the range nearby, "Sure, it's been a while since I last played."

"Let's go, after playing we can have lunch."

"Okay." As they were about to head to the shooting range, someone rushed in front of them. Chloe Woods, her face flushed with anger, glared at Aria.

"Aria, where's Emma? Where did she go? I haven't seen her since she competed with you and now she's missing."

"She's missing, what's that got to do with us? Are we her guardians?" Wyatt said in a deep voice.

Chloe, frustrated, continued to stare at Aria, "Did you say something to Emma after the competition? Did you deliberately show off to her?"

"No." Aria replied flatly.

She had no interest in showing off to her.

These competitions were a piece of cake for her, what's there to show off?

Chloe's voice trembled with anger, "Aria, if anything happens to Emma, I won't let you off. You have no idea the pressure Emma faces every day, and what this failed arranged marriage means for her. And you, Young Master Lewis, for rejecting Emma for a lowly woman, I really don't know what you're thinking."

"Is your mind never clear? What pressure Emma faces has nothing to do with us. Just because she has pressure, we should all cater to her? Just because she feels pressured, I have to marry her?"

Wyatt looked at Chloe as if she were crazy.

"If you're crazy, get treatment, and take Emma with you, you good sisters can go together."

"Young Master Lewis, that's too much."

Chloe's eyes turned red with anger as she turned and left, likely to search for Emma.

Wyatt looked annoyed, feeling speechless about encountering craziness with Aria.

At that moment, Emma was alone in the restroom, letting cold water run over her hands.

She had never been so embarrassed, boasting in front of Aria before the competition that she would win.

In the end, she lost miserably.

That was the most humiliating part.

Now, she didn't know how people were laughing at her outside; Emma felt like she was going crazy.

Moreover, this news would surely reach her father's ears.

To her father, she was his most prized daughter, and any blemish was unacceptable.

Just then, her phone rang with a familiar ringtone, and looking at the caller ID, Emma clenched her eyes shut.

Taking a deep breath and mustering her courage, she finally answered the call.

"Dad."

"Emma, what's going on lately?"

The voice, as always, was gentle and loving, yet Emma sensed a trace of angry pressure.

She knew she couldn't hide things from her father's ears.

"I..."

"I originally thought dealing with that girl from the Richardson family would be no pressure for you, yet you keep embarrassing yourself in front of her. Emma, this isn't your usual competency. If you cannot secure this arranged marriage, choose another one. I've already selected suitable candidates for you."

"Dad!" Emma quickly interrupted him, "Dad, give me one more chance, I won't let you down."

There was a pause on the other end, seemingly hesitating. After a long while, a sigh came through, "Alright, if you fail again, you'll have to go along with the arranged marriage I've arranged for you."

Emma gritted her teeth, "Okay."

She hung up the phone and threw it aside, supporting herself on the sink, overcome with great anxiety.

Choosing Wyatt Lewis was also partly because, among her potential arranged marriage candidates, Wyatt had the best looks and family background, and although she didn't like him, he was the least objectionable.

Her marriage inevitably had to include elements of interest, so she wanted to choose someone she could at least tolerate and accept.

She had been too kind before, and from now on, she had to think more about herself.

Emma lifted her head, no longer showing the initial gentleness in her eyes, replaced in an instant by a trace of her inherent ruthlessness.

"Emma, what are you doing here?" Chloe Woods rushed in, grabbing Emma's hand, immediately sensing her slightly trembling arm.

"Emma, are you okay?"

Emma shook her head, took a deep breath, and looked seriously at Chloe, "Chloe, I need your help, can you help me?"

Chloe looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong? How can I help you?"