Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 47

He felt like a complete joke. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Why didn't she want her classmates to see her?

Was it because being seen with him was too embarrassing?

Soon, the performance began.

Violette's nerves gradually eased.

Luckily, Odette hadn't noticed her.

She had no idea where Odette was sitting.

She really wanted to look back, but reason told her not to.

Odette was sitting in the fifth row, with another friend.

"Who are those people in the front row? So many seats and only three people sitting, talk about a

waste!" Odette whispered to her friend.

Her friend replied, "They must be loaded! Our seats in the fifth row cost over a thousand bucks each,

the front row must be even pricier! Look at that guy, you can tell he's rich just from the back of his head.

The woman next to him is either his daughter or his mistress, and the burly guy on his right must be his

bodyguard."

Odette thought her friend's analysis made a lot of sense.

"That woman, she looks a lot like a friend of mine!" Odette stared at the back of Violette's head,

whispering.

Her friend: "You can recognize someone just by the back of their head?"

"That's because she's my friend! I'm super familiar with her from behind!" The more Odette looked, the

more she thought the woman looked like Violette.

She took out her phone and sneakily took a picture of the front row.

"Stop taking pictures! You can't do that in the concert hall!" Odette's friend sighed, "You might as well

just go up to the front row and look!"

"Forget it, the show's about to start." Odette said, sending the photo to Violette.

Violette's phone vibrated in her pocket.

The message from Odette read: Violette, the woman in the photo looks a lot like you from behind!

Violette's heart nearly stopped.

She was so nervous, she shrunk into her chair...

Seeing her like this, Elijah glanced back.

When Odette saw his face, she could hardly breathe.

"Oh my god! He's so hot!"

"Wait, isn't that Elijah?!"

"That's Elijah?!"

"Yep! You forgot I'm an economics major? I know all about him! That's definitely Elijah!"

Still in shock, Odette sighed, "Then the woman next to him can't be my silly friend! How could my silly

friend possibly be sitting next to Elijah?"

After saying this, she sent another message to Violette: Nah, it's not you. Because the man next to the

woman is Elijah! Do you know Elijah? Super rich and super handsome! He just looked back at me, he's

so hot!

Violette glanced at Elijah after reading this message.

He's hot?

She hadn't noticed.

Not long after, Odette sent another message: My friend is planning to get a picture with Elijah later, do

you think I should try to get one too? Not sure if he'll agree.

Violette felt her phone heating up in her hand, almost too hot to hold.

"Elijah..." Violette called him quietly, "I suddenly feel very hungry...how about we grab something to

eat?"

If they didn't leave soon, they might get trapped there.

Just the thought of that scenario was terrifying to her.

She didn't wait for his response, grabbed her coat with one hand, his arm with the other, crouched

down, and dragged him out.

The concert had been quite good, but Violette only got to enjoy it in less than ten minutes.

This was the first time Elijah had invited a woman to a concert.

He wouldn't normally do such a thing, but he had convinced himself for her sake.

Given his current status, wherever he went, he was the center of attention.

Not only did Violette not cherish this chance to be alone with him, she was afraid of being seen

together by people she knew.

It was like a slap in the face to his pride.

After they left the hall, he shook off her arm, didn't look back, and walked away quickly.

Watching his tall, determined figure leaving, she suddenly realized, did he take her out as a real date?

But... aren't dates supposed to be agreed upon in advance?

Was he trying to surprise her?