"Take a seat." His gaze swept over her body subtly.
"Alright." She walked over and sat down on the couch across from him.
On the small table, there was a laptop.
The laptop screen was facing her, displaying a CCTV footage.
Upon close examination, it could be discerned that it was a CCTV footage of his bedroom.
The angle of the footage was centered on the bed
, where there were him and her.
Upon recognizing what was on the screen, Violette's heart pounded in her chest!
She abruptly stood up, pointing at the laptop, and rebuked, "Elijah! Are you a freakin' perv?! Installing cameras in your bedroom?!"
She was so pissed she couldn't contain herself!
She had almost forgotten that she had shared a bed with him for three months.
Those three months, he was in a vegetative state, so she didn't consider him a man.
No matter how incredible a person might be, they always had some weird habits in their private lives.
She couldn't digest the fact that she had been spied on for three months!
When she first moved into his room, no one told her there were cameras.
Seeing her trembling with rage, Elijah felt an odd sense of calm.
"Why do you think I installed the cameras?"
He too only found out today that during his illness, his room had been bugged.
The cameras were installed by his mother, and t
he purpose was to prevent any mistreatment from the caregivers.
Who would be afraid of him now that he was a patient, no matter how intimidating he used to be?
Elijah wasn't angry with his mother because he knew she meant well.
He got all the footage from his mother
, and had roughly gone through the videos today.
After watching them, his blood pressure skyrocketed from anger.
He couldn't believe that Violette was that kind of woman.
"Oh...so your mom installed them?" Violette seemed a bit nervous, feeling like she was on fire, "She should have at least told me! I...I..."
"Violette, you never thought I'd wake up, did you?" His eyes were ablaze with anger, "While I was sick, you were toying with my body, having a great time, weren't you?"
Violette blushed and sat back down: "No! I wasn't toying! I was just massaging you! To prevent muscle atrophy!"
After marrying into the Bourne family, she had seen the caregivers performing muscle exercises on Elijah a few times, then she took over, b
ecause she felt awkward being in the room when the caregivers were performing the exercises.
Violette's firm tone made him doubt if he had misunderstood her.
However, the CCTV footage told the whole story.
"Watch the videos." He didn't want to hear her excuses.
She reluctantly pressed the play button, her fingers trembling.
Of course, she knew what she had done.
But she couldn't admit that she was toying with his body.
She was just...touching...a little...
If she knew he would wake up, she wouldn't have dared to do that.
If she knew there were cameras in the room, she would rather cut off her own hand than touch him!
Oh God!
She slightly turned her head away, not wanting to watch the video on the screen.
Even though she really, really didn't want to look, she still caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye.
Elijah didn't disappoint her, the CCTV footage in the laptop was all the proof needed.
The video clearly documented her 'exploitation' of his body.
"Elijah, let me explain." Violette took a deep breath, deciding to make an excuse for her actions, "The doctor said you were on the brink of death, so I never thought you would wake up. And...I was really trying to help you with your physical rehab, you can't just see me slacking off and ignore the times I was working...you're doing so well now, at least half of that is thanks to me."
Hearing her excuses, Elijah felt a slight headache coming on.
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