Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 614

Our meeting went smoother than expected. The patient's family understood the surgical risks Violette had laid out. All they asked for was her expertise, and even if the surgery didn't go as planned, they were prepared.

After their conversation, Violette stepped out of the patient's residence. She took one last glance at the mansion behind her before climbing into her car with a heavy heart.

The chauffeur reminded her to buckle up before steering the vehicle onto the open road. She couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever seen two strangers from different countries who look eerily alike?"

The chauffeur responded, "Ma'am, I seldom travel overseas. I hardly know any foreigners."

"What about people from our own country looking alike?" She rephrased the question.

The chauffeur pondered, "I don't know that many people. But I think it's possible, just rare. I believe I've seen something like this in the news before. Ma'am, may I ask why you're curious about this?"

Caught off guard, Violette shook her head. "Nothing in particular. Let's go shopping."

Chauffeur, "What do you need? I could drop you off at home and get the items for you. Mike mentioned it's best if you avoid crowded places. An accident could easily occur."

Violette, "Did he mention anything else?"

Chauffeur, "He said you shouldn't go out at night. And to be extra careful during the day, especially around strangers."

Violette, "There are pregnant women everywhere, and they're all fine. What could happen to me?”

The chauffeur glanced around. "Where? I only see you!"

Violette was speechless. She was merely making an analogy!

It seemed her chauffeur not only lacked a general sense of the world around him but also lacked a sense of humor. Thank god that all she required from him was loyalty.

"It's not the weekend. The mall shouldn't be too crowded." She spoke up. "A client gave me a gift yesterday, and it wasn't cheap. I should reciprocate."

"Alright, ma'am. I think you're not as feminine as some women, but I admire you more. You balance a career and motherhood, impressive!" The chauffeur praised.

Violette, “You’re not good at flattery. You don’t have to try. I won’t dock your pay.”

The chauffeur seriously responded, “Ma’am, I’m not flattering you. I mean it!” He genuinely thought she lacked femininity.

Although Violette didn’t think being called feminine was much of a compliment, considering her chauffeur’s experience and personality, it must’ve been high praise from him.

"Did I say something wrong, ma'am?" The chauffeur noticed no smile on her face and asked worriedly.

Violette, "No. I appreciate your compliment. Just refrain from giving them in the future."

The chauffeur simply replied, "Oh, okay!"

A Country.

The construction site of Dream City.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

This project was funded by the Bourne Group. Once complete, it would be the first large-scale amusement park adapted from an intellectual property.

Elijah got out of his car to see Nora waving at him from outside the safety barrier.

"Elijah, my cousin told me you were coming for an inspection today, so I took the liberty to drop by." Nora beamed. "I'm a huge fan of Dream City! I've watched all the movie adaptations and even reached the highest level in their games! I've been waiting for this amusement park to be built!"

Elijah looked at her face, which was strikingly similar to Violette's, and zoned out for a moment. "It's still under construction."