Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 129

"Mom, it's me," Elijah said.

Violette suddenly started coughing.

He actually called her mom 'mom'!

"Mom, actually, Violette mentioned she wanted to have your cooking, but it's not convenient for me to

come over with my leg injury, so I was thinking about finding a restaurant outside. Can you come and

cook?" Elijah said gently and calmly.

Albina said, "Sure! Send me the address, and I'll be right over."

Elijah said, "Thanks a lot."

After hanging up, he sent Albina the address.

Violette stared at him, astonished by his actions.

"Elijah! Have you gone mad? I didn't think before I spoke... and you actually invited my mom to come

and cook!" Violette accused him, "You've never taken my words so seriously before, what's gotten into

you?"

"From now on, I will." His gaze and tone suddenly turned serious.

It felt like a wave of warmth washing over her.

Her cheeks turned red instantly, as if she could hear her own heartbeat.

"No!" she refused, "If next time we argue, and I say I want to hit you, would you hit yourself?"

Elijah said, "Violette, can't you stop thinking about arguing with me all the time?"

"Because we always disagree. But I think it's normal to have different opinions; how could there be

someone who agrees with me completely in the world?" Violette said.

"It's possible that there are such people; we just haven't met them yet." Elijah said. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"But if I'm looking for a lifelong partner, I don't want someone who agrees with me completely. How

boring would that be? Some arguments make life more interesting." She lowered her eyes, her ears

turning a beautiful shade of pink.

Elijah looked at her meaningfully.

"If you want to find that person who agrees with you completely, you can go ahead and look. I won't

object." She was provoked by his deep gaze, her heart racing, "Besides love, there are many more

important things in my life."

"I didn't say anything; don't overthink it," he said helplessly.

She opened the water bottle and took another sip.

"Don't you think it's too much to ask my mom to come over and cook? She's not our servant. If I were

her, I'd be angry," she whispered.

"Violette, you've never been a mother, so you can't understand your mom's true feelings," Elijah's

words implied that Albina might not be angry.

How could a mother be angry about cooking for her child?

And it was not like she had to cook for her child every day.

His words touched Violette.

"Elijah, do you think I don't want to be a mother? It's you who doesn't want me to be one!" Violette said.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, he felt like he messed up.

He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

"Is it because you have depression that you don't want children?" Violette asked softly after a moment

of silence, "Depression doesn't necessarily affect the child. Prenatal tests can screen for it, and if the

child has a problem, the doctor will recommend termination. Whether the child has a problem or not,

and whether they should be born, shouldn't be your decision."

He looked out the window

, jaw clenching.

It seemed like he was trying to control his emotions.

After a while, his cold voice came through the car, "Violette, don't mention children again. As long as

you don't bring up kids, I'm willing to do anything."

"But what if I only want children?" Violette tried to grab his hand with both of hers, her voice trembling

and full of pleading, "Elijah, what if I beg you?"

Before she could finish speaking, he had already pulled his hand away.

That was his rejection.