Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel Chapter 102

"Elijah, I ain’t takin’ your money," she said seriously. "So don’t talk to me like that."

"Why don’t you want my money? Is my money different from others?" His tone obviously dropped.

Violette hesitated for a moment and said, "I don’t want anyone’s money. I don’t want to be at the mercy of anyone’s mood ."

That shut him up.

"I’m going to sleep, so don’t bother me." Violette turned her back to him.

Looking at her thin figure, he covered her with his quilt.

She immediately threw it off, "I’ll use mine, and you use yours. Don’t touch me."

There were two quilts on the bed.

Elijah had a thick one, while h

ers was a summer air-conditioning quilt.

But the room was warm with the air conditioner on.

"You take the thick one, I’ll take the thin one," Elijah kindly said.

He was always feeling cold, so he worried that she would be too.

"You trying to roast me alive?" Violette rudely said, "Just go to sleep, you have to leave before my mom comes back tomorrow morning. You’re seriously messing up our lives."

Elijah tucked in, "Got it."

Ten minutes later, Violette turned over with her phone in hand.

By the light of the phone screen, she saw his eyes open, emitting a cold, dark glow.

"Why aren’t you asleep? Are you cold?" she asked.

Elijah: "A little. Are you too hot?"

She was wearing short sleeves, a

nd the quilt only covered her upper body.

It was like they were experiencing different seasons.

"Mind your own business. I’ll get you a blanket..." Violette sat up.

"Will Violette do anything excessive to Elijah?! He’s so sick now, how could you leave him alone with her? Where’s the bodyguard?! The bodyguard must not leave him!" Grace was very worried.

"It should be fine..." the driver stammered, "I heard from the bodyguard that they... uh... did that kind of thing at noon... there must be some feelings between them."

Grace was shocked, "Elijah is so sick! How could he have the energy to do such a thing! Violette is indeed shameless! I’m going to bring Elijah back! If he stays with her, my son will be taken advantage of!"

The driver gave Lacey a look.

Lacey immediately held Grace back, "If you go, he might get angry with you. You should go back first, and I’ll have the driver pick him up in the morning."

"You don’t know any better!" Grace shook off Lacey’s arm.

Lacey stepped back, not arguing with the old lady.

"Take me to where Violette lives now. I’ll just look from the outside, I won’t go in!" The old lady told the driver.

The driver immediately helped her out the door.

Forty minutes later, Grace saw the old neighborhood where Violette lived.

Sitting in the car, the old lady couldn’t help but cry.