Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 612

She jerked awake, startled.

"He snuck out, just to have a peek at the TV show set, without disturbing Rita," Mike added. "Joey told me he probably knows that Ian and Rita are his children. He just doesn't dare admit it. Both kids dislike him. Plus, you don't want him anywhere near them, so he's been quietly enduring the pain of being separated from his own flesh and blood."

"Also, he's totally against Rita getting into showbiz," Mike continued. "So, you need to come back as soon as possible, to distract him. If he can't hold himself back and causes a scene on the set, I won't be able to control the situation."

Violette rubbed at her temples, feeling a headache coming on. Jet lag had kept her tossing and turning most of the night. The last thing she wanted now was another flight.

"I'm not going back today." She took a deep breath. "I have a headache. I'm going to rest at home today."

"Oh... Well, if you're not feeling well, you should rest," Mike said. "Why didn't you text me when you landed yesterday? You've been contacting me less and less. Do you have a problem with me?"

Violette didn't want to upset him, so she said, "Cell phones emit radiation, so I'm cutting down on screen time. If you need anything, you can contact my bodyguard."

Mike, "Oh... I'm not stupid, you know. Are you unhappy because Joey and I have become close? Do you think I'm becoming one of Elijah's people? You can't think like that! I always tell you the first thing if there's any news from Elijah's side. Could Joey have told me about Elijah visiting Rita without my efforts and sacrifices?"

Violette had to admit this made sense.

"From now on, don’t report on me, just on him. How about that?" Violette said, "I'm so sleepy. I'm going back to bed. If it's not something urgent, just text me. I just managed to fall asleep after adjusting to the time difference!"

"You're still adjusting to the time difference? I called your bodyguard yesterday, and he said you were sleeping. Have you been sleeping for a whole day and night?"

Violette paused. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Of course not, if you're actually resting at home. I'm just worried you're doing something dangerous behind my back... like getting scammed or something. Losing money is a minor issue, but getting kidnapped..." Mike voiced his concerns.

Violette, "Do you really think I'm that stupid? You can't assume that just because of one mishap, I'll always get into trouble whenever I come to the B Country!"

Mike, "Isn't there a saying that pregnancy makes you stupid?"

"There's no scientific proof for that. If women become stupid, it's not because of pregnancy, but because of the strain of getting married, having children, and taking care of a family," Violette shot back, word by word.

Mike, "I apologize. Violette, you rest well. When you're up, remember to come back home."

Violette hung up the call. She'd been so tired, but after arguing with Mike, she felt wide awake. No matter what, she couldn't allow herself to stop working or studying.

She got out of bed and left the bedroom.

Her bodyguard was in the process of heating up the breakfast he'd bought that morning in the microwave. A steaming hot breakfast was placed in front of her two minutes later.

"Boss, when are we going back?"

Violette, "We'll see tomorrow. I'm not going out today, so you can take the day off."

The bodyguard was taken aback. "I'll call you for lunch then." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Alright. If I'm asleep, don't wake me up."

"Got it!"

Violette took her breakfast back to her room. She placed the breakfast on the table, then took out the medical records she'd brought back yesterday from her bag.

A thick stack of records. She wondered what the patient's condition was.

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