Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 83

"Mom, I really wish I could go back to the past." Violette mumbled, "Even if life was tougher then, I

wouldn't mind."

"Violette, no matter what's going on, running away isn't the answer," Albina said, sitting beside her, "If

your dad's company can't hang on, let it go bankrupt. There's always another chance to make money,

but you can't put your education on hold."

Violette looked at her mom, gently touching the wrinkles on her face, "Mom, I'm not running away, I'm

just a bit tired."

"If you're tired, rest up. Have you had dinner?"

Violette shook her head.

"I'll go make something," Albina said, getting up to head to the kitchen.

8 PM.

Violette went back to her room to rest. After cleaning up the kitchen, Albina took out the trash.

To her surprise, it was raining outside. Though it wasn't pouring, it was persistent. Albina couldn't

bother to go back upstairs for an umbrella, so she braved the rain.

After quickly dumping the trash, she turned around and noticed a figure standing in the doorway. She

hadn't noticed him when she'd first come out.

She hurried back to the entrance and gave the figure a second look.

Upon recognizing him, she was in shock.

His handsome face was wet from the rain, his usual arrogant demeanor washed away by the

downpour.

"Elijah?!" Albina exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing here? Why are you standing out in the

rain?"

Albina grabbed his arm, trying to pull him inside.

But he shook her off, "I'm not going inside."

Violette warned him last time he was here not to come back.

If he went inside, she'd be even angrier.

"Why won't you come in?" Albina asked, "You're here to see Violette, aren't you? She didn't tell me why

she's upset, but I know it must be because you two had a fight."

Elijah wiped the rain off his face, his voice cold, "I want to apologize to her."

"Then come inside with me! How can you apologize if you don't come in? She's upstairs, she doesn't

even know you're out here in the rain!" Albina said anxiously.

Elijah gestured for Albina to go inside, "She might not want to see me in your house."

"You two are both incredibly stubborn. How do you expect to resolve things if you don't communicate?

I'll go and inform Violette!" Albina exclaimed, realizing that she couldn't persuade him and deciding to

inform her daughter herself.

Albina quickly returned to their apartment and went into the room.

Violette noticed her drenched clothes and immediately got up from the bed.

"Mom, is it raining outside? Why didn't you use an umbrella? You're soaked, you'll catch a cold."

Violette led her mother to the bathroom, "Go take a shower..."

"Violette, Elijah is downstairs," Albina said, gripping her hand, "He's standing out there in the rain. I

don't know how long he's been there, he's completely soaked... Did you turn off your phone? Are you

not letting him come up?"

Violette froze.

"He said he wants to apologize, but he doesn't want to come up to see you, so I came to let you know."

Albina sighed, "Why don't you go down and let him come up to talk things out?" Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Violette felt a headache coming on.

"Mom, I don't want to see him. If he wants to stand in the rain, let him! I'll make you some soup."

Violette said, changing the subject.

After Albina finished her shower, she came out to find a bowl of steaming vegetable soup on the table.

Violette was sitting next to it, seeming lost in thought.

"I think he might need this soup more than I do," Albina said.

"If you're not drinking it, I'll pour it out." Violette picked up the soup, ready to dump it.

"Violette, I don't think he's as bad as you think." Albina followed her, grabbing her arm, "The rain is

getting worse, don't you feel sorry for him at all?"