Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel Chapter 13

In the bathroom in the Master bedroom, t

he nurse was carefully wiping the water droplets off Elijah's body with a dry towel.

He couldn't use his legs yet and needed help from the nurse to stand steadily.

This nurse, who was a cautious and meticulous man in his forties, had been with him since his accident, taking care of him.

"Mr. Bourne, you have a bruise on your leg." The nurse helped him put on a bathrobe and supported him out of the bathroom. "I'll get some ointment to rub on it."

Elijah sat on the edge of the bed. After the nurse left, he lifted the hem of his bathrobe and saw a blue bruise.

It was pinched by Violette.

His legs weren't completely numb

, so he held back his reaction when she pinched him.

For some reason, Violette's crying face kept appearing in his mind.

And...

Her unique body scent lingered in his heart.

He had never been moved by any woman in all these years.

But Violette stirred up endless impulses in him tonight.

Was it really necessary for a woman who was about to divorce him?

He felt strange and absurd.

But if he had another chance, he would still be angry and still tear her clothes.

...

The next day, 7 am.

Violette got up early on purpose to avoid having breakfast with Elijah.

She walked out of her room and headed straight to the dining room.

Lacey greeted her with a smile, "Ma'am, you're up early too! But breakfast is ready."

The implication was that Elijah was also there, so she'd better go back to her room.

"Ma'am, I made pasta today. I made it especially for you. I don't know if it suits your taste." Lacey enthusiastically said, pulling Violette to sit down at the dining table.

Violette felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, her face uneasy.

Although Elijah didn't look at her directly, he could feel her resistance.

"We eat breakfast and then go see my mom. You better know what to say and what not to say," Elijah's cold voice came.

"When do you plan to pay me for that dress last night?" Violette negotiated with him.

She could cooperate, but only if he paid her first.

"We don't have that much cash at home." He sipped his milk. "If you're in a hurry, I can transfer the money to you through my phone."

"Alright, you can transfer it to me!" Violette said.

"How much?" He put down his milk cup, took out his phone, and asked.

Violette said, "Thirty thousand."

Elijah glanced at her who was not feeling guilty at all, "Wasn't the price tag twenty-eight thousand?"

Violette raised her right hand, "The extra two thousand is for medical expenses."

Her wrist, which he had gripped last night, was bruised. She planned to go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine later.

She didn't think it was too much to ask for two thousand in medical expenses.

He glanced at her wrist and his thin lips slightly pressed. He transferred her thirty thousand.