Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 5

Violette was scared stiff and backed away repeatedly.

Elijah was like a beast just awakened from slumber. When he was asleep, you couldn't sense the

danger from him. But the moment he opened his eyes, that danger became apparent.

Lacey came out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

Seeing Violette looking like a frightened deer, she reassured her, "Ma'am, there's no need to be scared.

The master just woke up and might need some time to adjust. You can sleep in the guest room for

tonight, and we can deal with the rest tomorrow. I reckon the old lady is quite fond of you, she'll

probably back you up."

Violette's mind was in a whirl. She had considered the possibility of Elijah passing away someday, but

she had never imagined that he would suddenly wake up.

"Lacey, my stuff is still in his room." Violette glanced at the master bedroom, intending to go in and grab

all her belongings.

Seeing the ruthless and cold look in Elijah's eyes earlier, she had a strong hunch that he might not

accept her as his wife.

She needed to be prepared to leave the Bourne family at any time.

Lacey let out a soft sigh, "If your stuff isn't that important, just leave it there for now. I'll help you get it

tomorrow."

Violette said, "Alright. Are you a bit scared of him too?"

Lacey answered, "I've been serving him for a long time. He may seem tough, but he's never given me

a hard time."

Violette didn't say anything further and just responded with an acknowledgement.

Although she was his wife, strictly speaking, this was their first meeting, and it was understandable that

he had some hostility towards her.

That night, she had a restless sleep, and her thoughts were a jumbled mess.

Elijah's awakening had thrown her life out of whack.

...

The next day.

At 8 am, Lacey took Violette's belongings from the master bedroom and put them in the guest room for

her.

"Ma'am, it's time for breakfast. The master is already in the dining room. You should go too, chat with

him, and get to know each other better," suggested Lacey.

Violette hesitated, "He might not want to get to know me."

Lacey said, "Well, you still need to eat breakfast. Let's go! I mentioned earlier that the old lady really

likes you, and he didn't get mad. Maybe he'll be a bit nicer to you today."

Violette walked into the dining room and saw Elijah sitting in a wheelchair.

Thanks to his regular muscle training, he could move his arms now.

Though he was seated in a wheelchair, his posture was upright. If he were standing, he'd probably be

quite tall.

With a nervous heart, she sat down at the table.

Lacey handed her a bowl and utensils.

Elijah remained silent until she picked up her utensils.

She couldn't help but sneak a peek at him.

This glance caught his attention.

His deep eyes, like a black hole, seemed capable of swallowing a person whole.

"Um... my name is Violette..." she said nervously.

Elijah picked up his coffee cup, took a slow sip, and said indifferently, "I heard you might be carrying my

child."

Violette was extremely nervous, and her appetite was completely gone.

"Would you prefer a surgical or medical abortion?" he asked calmly, uttering such cruel words.

Violette's face turned pale, her mind going blank.

Perhaps Lacey found this topic too shocking, so she hurriedly interjected, "Sir, the idea of having a

baby was the old lady's wish, not the madam's."

Elijah's gaze swept over Lacey, "Don't use my mother to threaten me."

Lacey lowered her head, stopping her explanation.

Violette said, "Elijah..."

Elijah replied, "Who gave you permission to call me by my name?"

Violette was taken aback, "Then how should I address you? Should I call you hubby?"

Elijah didn't respond.

She saw his lips tightly sealed, as if rage was about to burst from his eyes.

Before he could explode, she hurriedly said, "I'm not pregnant. I got my period. If you don't believe me,

you can ask the maid whom I borrowed sanitary pads from this morning."

Elijah didn't say anything, but he picked up his coffee cup and took a sip.

Violette was quite hungry and didn't care about anything else. She started to eat her breakfast.

After hastily finishing her breakfast, she planned to return to her room to grab her bag and then leave.

Living under the same roof with him made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Violette, get your documents ready. We're getting a divorce soon," his cold voice rang out.

Violette paused, not too surprised, "Are we going to do it now?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"In a couple of days," he replied.

Grace had a hypertensive crisis from excitement last night and was hospitalized.

Elijah planned to deal with the divorce after his mother was discharged.

"Alright, just let me know when it's time," she quickly returned to her room.

About five minutes later, she came out of the room with her bag.

Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure in the living room.

It was Kaleb.

He was standing next to Elijah's wheelchair like a dog with its tail between its legs.

"Uncle, my parents went to the hospital to see grandma. Dad asked me to come and check on you,"

Kaleb put the health supplements he brought on the coffee table.

Elijah signaled to the bodyguard next to him.

The bodyguard immediately understood, picked up the gifts Kaleb brought, and threw them out.

Kaleb was flustered, "Uncle! I brought you top-quality health supplements. If you don't like them, I can

make changes... please don't be angry!"

Before he could finish speaking, another bodyguard came over and kicked him in the knee, forcing him

to kneel.

Violette was so scared that she dared not even breathe.

She didn't know what had happened, but Elijah was being incredibly violent towards his own nephew.

"My dear nephew, are you disappointed that I woke up?" Elijah asked, as a cigarette appeared in his

hand.

A bodyguard lit the cigarette for him.

The flame was blinding!

He had just woken up last night, and this morning he was already drinking coffee and smoking. Did he

think his body was in perfect shape?

Kaleb was kneeling on the ground, crying from the sharp pain in his knee, "Uncle, of course I'm happy

that you woke up... I've always hoped you'd wake up..."

"You are doubting me?" Elijah's gaze was sharp, his words crystal clear. He seemed nonchalant on the

surface, but underneath it was a veiled threat. "You bribe my lawyer and then don't have the guts to

admit it?”

He flicked his cigarette ash in Kaleb's face on purpose and said coldly, “Get out of my sight or I’ll feed

you to the dogs!”

Kaleb was scared out of his wits and left in a hurry.

Violette watched the scene, her heart pounding for quite some time.

She was scared.

She was scared of Elijah.

Compared to Elijah, Kaleb seemed like a complete loser.

She didn't dare cross him, nor did she want to attract his attention

, so she just grabbed her bag and bolted out of the living room.

Violette had a doctor's appointment for a physical checkup today.

Her period was a bit late, and the flow was unusually light

, which was a first for her.

At the hospital, she told the doctor about her symptoms, who then gave her an ultrasound order.

About an hour later, she had completed the ultrasound and received the results.

The results showed no bleeding in her uterus.

Moreover, the scan revealed a gestational sac...she was pregnant!