She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 741: Chapter 741: Miss Richardson Invites You to the Room

Natalie Rogers’s eyes lit up, "Great, now we just wait for Wyatt to come."

Lily Armstrong looked into the distance, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows, "He’s here."

Seeing the figure arriving, Natalie Rogers and Lily Armstrong exchanged a smile.

Everything went so smoothly, it was as if even the heavens were helping them. Natalie Rogers silently rejoiced, almost laughing out loud.

Wyatt Lewis was anxious and uneasy. Seeing Alexander Knox holding a glass of red wine and conversing with someone, his dark eyes squinted, and he strode right over to him.

"Alexander Knox!"

Alexander Knox looked up and saw Wyatt Lewis. His previously unemotional face instantly turned hostile, "Why are you here?"

"Where is Aria Richardson?" Wyatt’s voice cold.

Of course, it’s about Aria again!

Alexander Knox’s brows twitched fiercely, his handsome face cold and obscure, "She’s my fiancée, why should I tell you where my fiancée is?"

Wyatt’s hand at his side clenched tightly, his somber gaze devoid of warmth, "I called her but she didn’t answer, that’s not normal. I don’t have time to argue with you, if you know where she is, tell me."

Alexander Knox frowned and raised his arm to glance at his watch.

Aria Richardson had indeed been gone for a while.

He looked around the banquet hall, although he didn’t see Aria’s figure, both Lily Armstrong and Natalie Rogers were there, everything appeared normal, without any anomaly.

His indifferent gaze fell back on Wyatt, "There’s security here, can she really get lost? Maybe she just went for some fresh air."

Dark flames surged in Wyatt’s eyes, "You claim to love her, huh, I really can’t see it."

The pressure around Alexander Knox instantly dropped.

"This is also my business with her, is it your place to speak?"

Wyatt couldn’t get any answers here, unwilling to waste more time, he turned and left.

Aria Richardson, normally, would never be without her phone, and she answered calls almost immediately. Now she wasn’t answering his calls, which was very abnormal.

Alexander Knox’s expression turned dark as he signaled to the guard standing in the corner. The guard immediately stepped forward.

Alexander Knox asked coldly, "Where is Aria?"

The guard shivered at his icy tone and quickly replied, "Miss Richardson changed her clothes and didn’t allow us to follow her. It seemed she went to the restroom."

"How long has she been in the restroom?"

"About thirty minutes."

"Thirty minutes!" Alexander Knox gritted his teeth, "Did she fall in?"

The guard didn’t know how to answer, "Well... we don’t know."

"Don’t know? Go find her quickly."

"Yes, yes." The guard nodded repeatedly.

Wyatt searched the entire banquet hall but still couldn’t find anyone, constantly calling her on his phone.

This resort hotel was huge, and searching floor by floor could take forever.

Where in the world could she have gone?

Wyatt jogged a few steps, planning to go directly to the control room to check the surveillance footage.

At that moment, he heard a ringtone and followed the sound, finding Aria Richardson’s phone under a terrace chair.

Wyatt frowned deeply.

Just as he was about to head out, a waiter approached him, "Young Master Lewis."

Wyatt originally didn’t want to pay attention, but the waiter stopped him and handed him a room card, continuing, "Young Master Lewis, Miss Richardson asked me to give this room card to you. She said she is waiting for you in the room."

Room card?

Wyatt looked at the waiter, "Are you sure it was someone named Aria Richardson who said this?"

The waiter nodded, "Yes, Young Master Lewis, please."

Aria’s phone dropped here, yet she said she’s waiting in the room; something’s not right, but Wyatt couldn’t calm down enough to think it through carefully now.

Taking the room card from the waiter, he strode confidently toward the upstairs rooms.

At the room door, he reached out with the card.

"Beep."

The door opened, but Wyatt paused at the entrance, feeling extremely anxious. In such a situation, it wasn’t appropriate for him to enter alone with her.

Yet, seeing Aria’s fallen phone, he was also terribly afraid that something might have happened to her.

Wyatt tightened the grip on the door handle.

Finally...

With a creak, he pushed the door open and entered.

The moment the door opened, a fragrance hit him, and next he saw a woman lying on a large, white bed wearing just a thin gauze nightdress, barely covering the important parts.

The woman’s skin was fair, her legs straight, lying there attractively enough to lead one astray.

Wyatt’s heart skipped a beat; as he moved closer, seeing the woman’s face, it was unmistakably Aria Richardson.

Wyatt gaped for a moment, then suddenly turned away, his mind a blank.

Under the warm yellow lighting, the lingering fragrance continued to penetrate his senses, the atmosphere was ambiguous and romantic, the scene behind him relentlessly replaying in his mind.

Wyatt dared not move, feeling he was about to explode.

He was a normal man, facing the woman he loved, such a scene was a huge impact, to say he had no physical reaction was impossible.

His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, feeling a surge of heat rising through his body. He tugged at his collar, loosening his tie, closing his eyes, and forcing himself to calm down.

But this was simply...

Too difficult!

Wyatt felt like he was going crazy; to avoid making a mistake, he turned around and closed his eyes, intending to pull out the blanket to cover her first.

Inadvertently, as he reached for the blanket, his hand brushed against the woman’s skin, sending a shiver through him.

At that moment, the woman on the bed suddenly moved; she was waking up.

Wyatt’s hand froze in mid-air, and as he kept swallowing, unsure of what to do, the woman’s hand grasped his arm.

Wyatt’s body stiffened intensely.

"Wyatt... Lewis?"

Aria Richardson snuggled closer, shaking her head vigorously. The next moment, she pushed herself up, breathing lightly as she fell into his arms.

With a fragrant body suddenly thrown into his arms, Wyatt’s body swayed slightly, his strong arms instinctively wrapping around her slim waist. noveldrama

"Wyatt Lewis... I... feel awful... so uncomfortable..."

The woman’s voice carried a sobbing note, the breath she exhaled on his neck unusually hot.

Wyatt squinted, intuitively feeling something was wrong with her, his gaze fell on the nearby burning incense; it was the incense.

His body was equally hit by bursts of heat, nearly shattering all his rationality.

He clenched his teeth, damned it; he’d only been in here briefly and was already affected. This was enough to show the incense’s potency, not to mention she had been in the room for so long.