Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 64

She ain't gonna hand over the stuff her dad gave her to anyone.

No one's gonna take it from her, either.

Although her words were harsh, Elijah wasn't scared at all. Instead, he found it kinda funny.

"What are you laughing at?" Violette looked at the slight smile on his lips, feeling uneasy.

"I'm laughing at you," he mocked. "You think you're all that, so clever, but you're just asking for trouble."

She could take the first two judgments, but what did "asking for trouble" mean?

"Go back to your room! Just seeing you gives me a headache," Elijah's face suddenly darkened, and

his voice got serious.

"I haven't done anything. Your headache must be because you're sick," Violette retorted seriously.

"Don't you have a personal doctor? Want me to call them for you?"

Elijah gritted his teeth.

Violette went back to her room, her mood totally ruined.

She closed her laptop, walked to the bedside, and lay down.

Truth is, she didn't love Kaleb anymore.

If it hadn't been for Sabrina calling tonight, neither of them would've crossed her mind or heart.

Learning that Kaleb was a gambler and in danger made her feelings very complicated.

All the memories they had shared seemed to have been an illusion.

These memories even made her feel kinda sick.

Everything seemed fake, like she was Truman in "The Truman Show".

She had never touched the real world, always living in a lie.

Lost in her thoughts, she dozed off.

At 2 a.m., a car stopped in front of the Bourne family's house.

Lacey was woken up by the night shift bodyguard.

Lacey hurried out of her room and saw Grace Bourne's angry face.

"Go get Violette!" Grace commanded as she sat on the sofa.

Lacey immediately walked quickly to Violette's room.

Five minutes later, a sleepy Violette walked into the living room.

"Mom..." She sensed the dangerous atmosphere and sobered up quite a bit. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"Violette, I thought you were a simple girl, but you've been deceiving me for so long!" Grace's body

trembled slightly. "I never knew you and Kaleb had been in love! Why didn't you tell me?! If I'd known

this, I never would've let you become Elijah's wife! This is absurd!"

Violette: "You never asked me, never cared about my feelings. You just saw me as a pawn. Now you

think I'm a problem, so that only means your judgment is flawed."

Grace stood up angrily, staggered over to Violette.

"Fine, I admit my judgment was flawed! But how do you explain setting Kaleb up?!"

Violette: "Me, setting him up? Are you talking about him gambling and getting into debt tonight?"

Her rebuttal left Grace speechless.

Violette's eyes reddened slightly, her emotions stirring as she retorted, "You're fully aware that if he

hadn't engaged in gambling, no one would have dared to harm him. Instead of imparting a lesson to

him, you lay the blame on me, implying that I am the root of all evil in the Bourne family."

Grace couldn't take it and gave her a hard slap.

The crisp sound echoed throughout the living room.

Violette's cheek burned, her eyes filled with resentment.

"I did it on purpose to hurt Kaleb. He betrayed me, so I took my revenge," Violette's voice was even

clearer and stronger than before. "And as for Elijah, as long as I'm by his side, you can forget about

having a grandson."

Grace raised her hand, wanting to slap her again!

But her body suddenly weakened, and she fell onto the sofa.

Violette watched her collapse from anger, not offering any help.

Lacey was the first to rush over.

Then Elijah slowly walked down the stairs.

He was wearing a gray silk robe, his face stern and cold throughout.

She didn't want to see him, not even for a glance.