Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 17

A car zoomed past her, the wind it kicked up made her shiver.

Violette looked up, the tail lights of the Rolls Royce fading in the night.

Could that be Elijah's car? ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

She wiped the tears off her face, quickly composed herself and headed towards Elijah's place.

As she reached the front yard, she spotted the car parked in the yard.

She decided to wait outside until Elijah went in.

Feeling a slight fatigue in her eyes, she looked up at the night sky filled with twinkling stars, beautiful

and dazzling.

It was truly lovely

, and it would be a sunny day tomorrow.

She stood outside, and unbeknownst to her, an hour had passed.

The car in the yard was now parked in the garage by the driver.

The lights in the living room were still on, empty and quiet.

Violette had regained her composure and slowly walked towards the living room.

On the second floor balcony, Elijah sat in his wheelchair, dressed in a grey robe, holding a wine glass

that was nearly empty.

Violette had stood outside for an hour, he had watched her for an hour from the balcony.

He had no idea what she was thinking, standing still for so long. Violette stood for so long that he

almost thought she had merged with the tree shadow.

She knew Elijah always kept company with smart people because only smart people would stay.

But she, Violette, was an exception.

Violette was not smart; she knew Elijah was tough, yet she kept pushing his buttons.

What a silly woman she was.

Yet, when he saw Violette upset, his mood was affected too.

That was emotional leverage.

This feeling, was a first for him.

...

Back in her room, Violette felt light-headed.

It must be the cold wind she caught earlier.

She pulled out a thick quilt from the wardrobe, wrapped herself in it and fell asleep.

She sweated through the night, driving out the cold.

The next day she woke up, other than feeling sticky, she was in good spirits.

She took a shower, changed clothes and left her room.

Following the smell of food to the dining room, Lacey immediately served her breakfast.

"Has he eaten yet?" Violette asked.

"No, sir hasn't come down yet." Lacey answered.

Upon hearing this, Violette picked up her milk and toast and started eating heartily.

In less than five minutes, she finished her breakfast.

"Ma'am, are you afraid of him?" Lacey asked with a chuckle.

"Not afraid... just don't want to see him." Violette tilted her chin slightly, thought for a few seconds, "I

feel uncomfortable around him."

"You'll get used to it if you spend more time together. Will you be back for lunch?"

"No, I have activities at school today. Don't keep dinner for me either."

"Alright. I'll call the driver to take you." Lacey said as she prepared to call the driver.

Violette immediately stopped her, "No need. I'll take a cab. Leave the driver for him."

Lacey replied, "We have two drivers at home. One for shopping, one for Elijah. I'll ask the shopping

driver to take you."

Violette couldn't convince Lacey.

After being dropped off at school, she thanked the driver, "You can go back now. I'll take a cab home

tonight."

Once the driver left, a schoolmate walked up to Violette, "Violette! Who was that guy in the Porsche?"

Violette didn't expect to run into her schoolmate and good friend Odette Farrar at the school gate.

"Just an uncle." Violette walked into the school with her, "Odette, I probably won't be applying for

postgraduate with you."

Odette was taken aback, "Is it because of your family? I heard from my dad, I'm really sorry for you."

Violette smiled, "Actually, I wasn't that keen on studying for a postgraduate program."

Odette, "I know, you wanted to get married to your boyfriend after graduation, right? Can you tell me

who your boyfriend is?"

Violette was stunned, as s

he had only told her mom about her relationship with Kaleb.

Odette and her closest schoolmates only knew Violette was dating, but not who her boyfriend was.

"We broke up." Violette took a deep breath, "Have you ever felt betrayed? I thought he was the best

man in the world, but turns out he's a jerk."

Odette put her arm around her waist, looked at her slightly red eyes, and comforted, "Violette, it's not

the end of the world. We're still young, consider this a trial and error. You'll meet a better man in the

future."

Violette laughed, "Better to rely on myself than any man."

Odette sighed, "People do need to experience setbacks to grow quickly. Look at you, before summer

you thought love was the most important thing in the world, now you've matured!"

Violette shook her head, "I just want to be able to support myself after graduation."

Odette said, "You definitely can! You're a double major and ranked top three in both. You're so talented,

you'll surely achieve great things!"

Violette blushed from the compliment.

At five in the afternoon,

Violette and Odette left school, they decided to have dinner together.

As soon as they stepped out of the school gate, Odette pointed at a Porsche parked at the gate.

"Violette! Isn't that the guy who drove you here in the Porsche?! Is he here to pick you up?" Odette

remembered the car.

Because a luxury car, like hot guys and girls, was very attractive.

Violette looked at the Porsche, the window was down, she saw the driver who also saw her.

Violette was taken aback. Didn't they agree not to pick her up at night?

What was going on?

Violette quickly walked towards the car.

The driver opened the back door for her to get in.

"What happened?" Violette asked in a low voice.

Because Odette was there, the driver answered carefully, "I'll tell you once you're in the car."

Violette's heart started pounding.

"Violette, if you've got stuff to do, you can head out first! We can catch up some other time." Odette

offered.

Violette nodded: "Next time, it's on me."

Odette waved her off: "Don't mention it. Give me a ring if anything comes up!"

As soon as Violette got into the car, it zoomed off.

The driver asked, "Ma'am, did you ruffle the master's feathers again?"

Violette was taken aback, her eyebrows knitted together, "I didn't. Did he send you to pick me up?"

Driver: "Yes. You'd better brace yourself!"

Violette's heart began to race

, her brain whirring too.

Something was fishy!

She had been at school all day. She hadn't even seen him, let alone ticked him off.

She mentally went over everything that had happened recently but still couldn't make heads or tails of

it.

Finally, when a headache started to creep in, she stopped trying to figure it out.

At 5:40 in the evening, the car reached its destination.

After the car parked, Violette got out.

As she was changing her shoes at the door, she noticed that Elijah was the only one in the living room.

Today he was wearing a dark navy shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing lean and

muscular arms.

The cufflinks on his shirt were inlaid with a deep blue gemstone that sparkled brilliantly, it was quite a

sight.

He was lounging on the couch, radiating an air of arrogance.