Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel 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.

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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.