Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 618

Mike glanced at Violette, asking, "Do you want to go down and speak with him?"

Violette acted as if she hadn't heard Mike. Her gaze was fixed outside the car window, and her attention had already been captured by the man outside.

Mike parked the car, raising his voice, "Violette, go down and talk to him."

She suddenly snapped back to reality, pushed open the car door, and got out. Their car had air conditioning, so she hadn't felt the scorching heat outside. As she got out, a wave of heat hit her, and a thin layer of perspiration quickly formed on her forehead.

She saw that Elijah's skin was sunburned, and his forehead was covered in sweat. His shirt, soaked in sweat, clung to his skin. She couldn’t imagine how long he had been standing in such scorching heat.

"Ms. Dennis, you're finally back. If you had not returned soon, my boss would have been a goner." Elijah's bodyguard grumbled. "We have been here since eight in the morning!"

Violette felt a lump in her throat, her body slightly shaking. Thinking about him standing in the sun for the entire day, she could not contain her rage, "Elijah, I wasn't home. Couldn't you see that?"

"You didn't answer my call. Didn't you see that either? What if you were home and just didn't want to see me?" His voice was hoarse due to lack of hydration.

Violette's eyes immediately welled up with tears. She just didn’t want to pick up his call last night. Had he called her today, she might have picked it up.

"Why are you here?" She asked, struggling to keep her voice steady. "Is it about Rita's reality show? She's back. Go talk to her!"

She spoke so easily. Her kids wouldn't listen to him. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Why does Rita want to earn money at such a young age? Is it because she knows about your debt to me?" Elijah's voice came coldly. "You put this pressure on her shoulders, which doesn't belong to her. Are you a competent mother?"

Violette choked on his questioning. Indeed, Rita wanted to be on the reality show to make money. And Rita's intent to earn money, was likely, as he had said, to help her pay off the debt.

"Elijah, the last person on earth who has the right to judge me is you!" Violette wiped the tears from her eyes. "Stay out of Rita's business!"

"Violette, I won't comply with everything you say!" His hawk-like eyes fixed on her, and his tone was firm. "Take this card! It's for the hard work you put into having our child! Use it to pay off the debt! I don't want to see Rita in the entertainment industry again, and don't let me catch you taking side jobs behind my back! Until you've given birth, don't think about escaping from my control!"

He forcefully shoved the card into her hand and then vanished before her eyes like a gust of wind.

She clutched the card he had given her, and a sarcastic laugh escaped her lips. Was he asking her to pay off his debt with his money?

He was really something!

Feeling drained, she floated back into the living room.

Mike fetched her glass of water. "Violette, is this card from him?" Mike asked as he casually took the card from her hand and handed her the glass.

Violette took a sip from the glass.

"There's an ATM with this bank outside our complex," Mike said excitedly. "Shall I go check how much money there is?"

Violette could guess the amount in there, but she kept silent.

"Uncle Mike, take me with you! I want to see too!" Rita tugged at Mike's shirt.

Mike picked Rita up and was already at the door when he remembered to ask Violette, "Why did he give you money?"

Violette put down the glass and got up from the couch. "Go ask him."