Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 602

If she didn’t seek him out tonight, she knew she’d definitely suffer from insomnia. Her hope was to see Kylee’s career back on track as soon as possible. Otherwise, the unsettling feeling within her would be relentless.

After a moment's hesitation, she emerged from her room. Her kids were sound asleep, and the house was as quiet as a church mouse. She could even hear her heart beating like a drum.

What was she afraid of? She was carrying his baby. He would never dare harm her.

The nanny and the bodyguard had gone off duty, so she drove alone to Elijah's mansion.

Forty minutes later, the car halted at his front gate. As she got out of the car, the security guard, under the glow of the streetlight, recognized her and immediately opened the gate. Who would dare stop her now that she was carrying Elijah's child? Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

As she reached the mansion's front door, Lacey hurried over, knelt down, and started to remove her shoes.

“I can do it myself,” she quickly intervened.

Lacey replied, “Violette, you’re carrying a child now, so you shouldn’t be bending over if you can help it. Mr. Elijah said you were coming over, so I made you some soup.”

She hadn’t eaten much since the evening and was feeling a bit peckish.

“He told you I was coming over?” Her heart skipped a beat.

“Yes! He asked me to prepare some food.” Lacey finished helping Violette with her shoes and guided her towards the dining room. “I made some of your favorite dishes, but I’m not sure if they’ll

suit your current appetite. It’s quite common for the appetite to change drastically during pregnancy!”

Violette was a little dazed. She came here to see Elijah, not to have a midnight snack, but Lacey was so hospitable that it was hard for her to refuse.

Once she was seated in the dining room, Lacey brought out two dishes, a bowl of soup, and a plate of salad.

After taking a sip of the soup, she asked, “Elijah hasn’t gone to bed, has he? I need to talk to him.”

It was almost 11 o’clock now, and she was regretting her impulsive decision. Lacey assured her, “No way. He knew you were coming, why would he go to bed? Once you’ve finished eating, I can go get him.”

Violette sighed with relief. “The soup is delicious.”

“Don’t drink too much, or else you’ll be running to the bathroom all night. That can affect your sleep quality.” Lacey was smiling, but her eyes betrayed a hint of worry. “Violette, you’re heavily pregnant now. It’s not good for you to get worked up. If you have any issues with Mr. Elijah, you should communicate properly…”

Violette replied, “I will, I’ll communicate with him properly.”

After finishing her meal, Violette left the dining room.

Elijah, dressed in casual attire, was sitting in the living room. She didn’t know when he had come downstairs.

As she approached him, ready to speak, his voice preempted her, “Didn’t feel like wearing that sultry dress of yours? Am I not worth it?”

His icy tone sent ripples through her calm heart. She wanted to have a proper conversation with him, but clearly, he didn’t.

“Elijah, stop being unreasonable! What I wear is my business.” Her cheeks flamed, and she sat down on the sofa across from him. “It’s late, let’s keep this short. You need to lift the ban on Kylee immediately. I don’t want innocent people to be caught up in our issues.”

“Innocent? He wants to play stepdad to my child. You think he’s innocent?” Elijah's lips curled up in a cold smirk. “If I don’t teach him a lesson, that boy toy will think he can walk all over me!”

“Can you not be so rude? He left his credit card with me for safekeeping until he gets married, that's all!” Violette’s voice rose in frustration.