Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 307

After breakfast, Violette dropped the two kids off at kindergarten.

It was Ian who suggested that he and his sister go to kindergarten together. That way, mom wouldn't

have to pick them up and drop them off.

Albina's death seemed to have changed nothing, yet at the same time, everything had changed.

"Violette, winter's over," Mike said, driving onto the main road. "All the bad stuff is behind us! Starting

today, we'll have nothing but good luck every day."

Violette stared at him blankly, "Can you speak like a normal person?"

Mike cleared his throat, "I know you're still gonna be sad for a long time, but we have to focus on the

future. There are more good things and people waiting for you."

Violette said, "Just drive."

Mike turned on the car stereo.

Violette thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Mike, thank you."

"Huh?" Mike turned off the music.

"Thanks for helping me take care of the kids during this time." Violette said.

"Why are you being so polite all of a sudden? Your kids are my kids too. Even if your mom wasn't here,

or even if you weren't here, I'd still raise them well!" Mike said passionately.

Violette looked at him meaningfully. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He explained further, "You know what I mean."

Violette hummed.

Meanwhile, at the Bourne family home.

Grace arrived early in the morning, her face rosy and her mood cheerful.

She showed a photo to the servants, "Look at this child, doesn't he look like Elijah? He looks just like

Elijah when he was little!"

The servants nodded in agreement, and Grace's smile grew even wider.

Elijah heard the noise from upstairs and came down quickly.

"Elijah! Look at your son!" Grace showed him the photo, "This was taken by Sarah at the hospital

yesterday. Look at this child, he looks so much like you! The doctor said he's healthy, so you don't have

to worry!"

Elijah looked at the wrinkled baby in the photo and frowned. He couldn't see any resemblance at all. If

it weren't for Makayla's medical treatment, he would never have let Sarah give birth to this child.

"Elijah, what kind of reaction is that? Sarah went through so much carrying your child. Even if you don't

care about her, how can you be so indifferent to your own child?" Grace said, changing the subject, "I

brought Sarah to Old Manor last night. In my eyes, she's already my daughter-in-law!"

Elijah didn't want to argue with his mother, so he maintained a calm demeanor.

"You don't need to come here just to tell me that. As long as you're happy." Elijah said.

"What do you mean 'as long as I'm happy'? That's your son!" Grace said/

"Did you ever get my permission to give birth to him?" Elijah's expression was cold, "I don't want to hurt

anyone, but that doesn't mean you can hurt me without restraint."

The photo in Grace's hand suddenly fell to the floor.

An hour later, his mother was driven away by the chauffeur.

The house was silent.

Elijah glanced at the time, it was almost noon. At that moment, his phone rang.

It was a call from the family doctor, "Elijah! Do you know Kylee?! Two years ago, he was paralyzed and

unconscious due to a performance accident. But now, miraculously, he's recovered!"

Elijah's heart raced, his voice trembling, "Who cured him?! Do you know who his doctor is?!"