Chapter 306
Chapter 306
"I got this." He grabbed Violette's slender wrist and spoke to the director, "I'll take her out first."
The chief nodded.
As they left the police station, Violette shook off his hand.
Elijah looked at her, like a hedgehog, and frowned, "Violette, even if you killed Alexa, your mom won't
come back. There are many ways to get revenge, and you chose the dumbest one."
"What gives you the right to lecture me?" Violette looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, mocking
coldly, "Just because you're the high and mighty 'Mr. Bourne'? Or because Alexa is your future mother-
in-law?!"
Her tone was very harsh.
Elijah was a bit helpless and comforted her, "Violette, calm down."
"I can't calm down!" She screamed, "As soon as I close my eyes, the image of my mom's tragic death
appears in my mind! What did my mom do wrong?! She did nothing wrong! Why did they have to kill
her?!"
She burst into tears.
Elijah looked at her thin body and desperate grief, and hugged her tightly.
Her emotions exploded as she smelled the unique woody scent on him. Even though his cologne
remained the same, he was no longer the old Elijah.
"Let go of me!" She pushed against his strong chest.
"No!" He held her tightly in his arms and explained in a hoarse voice, "You just said Alexa is my future
mother-in-law, which is ridiculous! I only have one mother-in-law, and that's your mom."
Violette stopped struggling, giving up.
After carefully savoring his seemingly affectionate words, she looked at him with teary eyes and coldly
asked, "Sarah got pregnant with your child. Did you have your bodyguard take her to the hospital for an
abortion?"
Her questioning made him suddenly let go of her.
"Elijah, didn't you hate kids? How come you could accept Sarah's child?" She stood in front of him,
questioning him, "Did Sarah threaten you again? Did you give in to her again for the sake of treating
Makayla? Weren't you pretty tough in front of me? When you forced me to have an abortion, you didn't NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
hesitate. Do you think it's okay to mess with me because I have a good temper?"
Elijah felt pain deep in his heart, but he still looked at Violette calmly.
Her emotions became more stable than before. However, her words became even harsher.
"Don't mention my mom in front of me again. She never approved of you as a son-in-law." Violette
looked at his face and said coldly, "Even if she died, she wouldn't approve of you. She would only think
you're bad luck."
She saw his face turn extremely ugly. Not only did she not feel sorry for him, but she also felt relieved.
Perhaps, she had completely given up on him.
He could have children with Sarah and accept her mother's murderer as his mother-in-law. As long as
he didn't appear in front of her, he could do whatever he wanted.
"Violette, let's go home!" Mike glanced at her after driving the car out, "You must be tired too."
"I'm not tired." Her voice was clear and calm, "I don't want to go home."
Mike said, "Where do you want to go then?"
Violette seemed not to hear his voice, looking out the window, murmuring, "If I hadn't insisted on going
back, my mom wouldn't have had an accident."
Mike looked at her haggard and self-blaming appearance, worried.
Would she suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder?
Mike turned the car around at the intersection ahead and headed toward Mercy Hospital.
After learning about Violette's situation, Adrian was worried but also firmly said, "She is a very strong
person. I believe she can figure everything out and get through the grief and anger."
He handed several boxes of sleeping pills to Mike.
"She needs a good rest now. Let's see if she can get better after getting through this tough time."
Adrian said.
A week later.
Violette's mental state became stable, and it was time for the kids to go to school.