Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 485

"Get dressed." She said coldly after tending to his wound.

He put on his T-shirt and looked up at her, "Can I ask now?"

"What do you want to ask?" She replied, her tone frosty, "Ian doesn't like you, so stay away from him

next time. If something like this happens again, just call me."

His mind went blank. He really had it coming. He picked up his dirty clothes and stood up, ready to

leave.

A sense of urgency gripped her heart and she stepped forward involuntarily, "What do you want to

ask?"

He turned to look at her, "Do you think Makayla still needs treatment? I'm worried that the treatment

might do more harm than good."

She was taken aback. She hadn't expected him to ask that.

"Isn't Makayla's primary physician Sarah?" She asked, her voice wavering as she mentioned Sarah's

name, "Since you've gone to her and paid her a hefty medical fee, just listen to her."

He hadn't expected his question to hit a nerve.

"Violette, I won't bother you with Makayla's condition anymore." He said, his voice steady despite the

lump in his throat.

But Violette saw disappointment in his eyes. "If you're sincerely asking me a question, at least show NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

some sincerity." She retorted, looking him in the eye, "You better keep it from me forever! When I

wanted to know, you didn't tell me; and when you want to tell me, I might not want to know anymore."

He clenched his bitten shirt and left in a rush. She didn't want to know about his relationship with

Makayla anymore.

He felt like a complete fool! When he made the choice, he didn't realize that one wrong move led to

another. He chose to hide it from her for the sake of his damn pride, but now he realized his pride

meant nothing compared to her.

After he left, Violette collapsed onto the sofa. She held her burning cheeks in her hands. Even

breathing hurt.

Mike and Ian had been watching their argument from the stairs. It wasn't really an argument though.

Elijah didn't quarrel with her. Ever since he found out about her pregnancy, he hadn't messed up.

If their relationship had to be described now, it would be karma. The current Violette was Elijah's

karma. But in the process of this karma, she got hurt too.

Ian moved to Violette's side and hugged her.

"Ian, I'm fine." She quickly composed herself and hugged her son, "Before you go to a competition next

time, let me know, okay? I'll cheer for you."

Ian nodded.

...

A black Rolls-Royce drove out of Silverleaf Ridge.

Elijah didn't drive home. His mind was a mess.

Unknowingly, he drove to the hospital where Violette had an abortion years ago.

"Can you retrieve the records of an abortion done five years ago?" He asked, lighting a cigarette in the

hospital director's office. Coոtent of Drąmanovеls.com

His cigarette trembled in his fingers and ash fell on his slender fingers.