Awake For Love: My Coma Bridegroom ( Violette Dennis )

Chapter 74 

Violette choked back her tears and angrily turned around, storming towards the police station’s entrance 

She didn’t sign any papers nor took her phone from Elijah’s hands 

After Elijah signed for her, he left the police station too. 

On the way home, Elijah handed her the phone, saying in a low voice, “I didn’t look through your phone 

Violette took the phone breathing heavily, “But now you know what’s in it” 

Elijah. 7s that important? The photo of your belly” 

Violette clenched her teeth, telling herself not to be mad at him. 

After all he was the one who got her phone back 

Elijah, if I told you that the baby you made me abort wasn’t Kaleb’s but yours, would you feel guilty?” Violette asked, gripping her phone. 

Eliah turned his head, looking at her 

Her expression was serious, not a hint of joking 

Was it from the in vitro fertilization?” he asked nervously, his voice a bit hoarse 

“Yes” Violette stared at him, speaking earnestly, “You ended your child’s life with your own hands. Do you regret it?” 

She wanted to see him feel remorse, so she’d feel a little better. 

She wished he was an emotional man, rather than a money–making machine 

Elijah regarded her with a complex blend of emotions, but despite knowing that his words would shatter her, he spoke with a calm demeanor, “I don’t regret it. That child should never have come into existence” 

She scoffed, “If your parents said that to you, could you still be so calm?” 

Elijah: “If they hadn’t brought me into this world, I’d thank them. Violette, not everyone likes this world.” 

She frowned 

He didn’t like this world? 

Why? 

His mother loved him so much, his career was so successful, and he had so many people revolving around him… 

Why was he so negative? 

What had he been through? 

“Do you have depression?” She couldn’t help but analyze his words from a medical perspective, “Depression can be treated with medication. If you’re sick, make sure to seek treatment.” Elijah’s expression eased a bit. 

If me being sick would make you less troubled, then let’s say I am.” 

When they got home, it was almost midnight. 

Violette returned to her room, her mind in chaos, unable to think about anything 

She collapsed on her bed and quickly fell asleep 

in the dead of night, she had a dream. 

She dreamt of the reason behind Elijah’s depression 

in the dream, she saw a young Elijah and his father. 

His father was a very strict man, with no patience for his mischievous little son. 

Young Elijah was beaten with a whip by his father, covered in wounds. 

His cries were mournful and miserable 

When the woke up, she was shaking all over 

It was already dawn outside 

Violette sat up, supporting herself with her arms 

“How could his father have possibly harmed him? Even if his father was capable of such cruelty, his mother would have intervened Dreams often represent the opposite of reality, he must not have suffered abuse Violette murmured, attempting to find solace in her own reassurances 

However, she knew clearly–Eljah’s hatred for this world must have come from experiencing something particularly dark 

He not only despised this world but also didn’t want to leave a legacy 

No one is born evil 

She suddenly didn’t hate him as much 

It wasn’t his faut, for was it hers–it was fate that tied them together 

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