Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom

Chapter 137

"Happy New Year, Violette," he raised his hand, trying to wipe the tears off her face.

But she stepped back abruptly, her voice cold, "Elijah, I'm leaving."

Before he could react to her words, she had already pulled off the engagement ring from her finger.

"Take this back," she stuffed the ring into the pocket of his coat.

"I like you, but I can't continue like this." She lifted her head, her eyes glistening with unshed tears,

"You have photos of her on your computer and your phone. Surely, she's in your heart too. I admit

you've been good to me, but you love her more. I won't force you to explain or give her up, because I

know it would be in vain.

We're breaking up!" She was not asking for his opinion. She was telling him.

Elijah stood frozen, disbelief in his eyes.

Before she mentioned breaking up, they were seemingly happy.

In the past, she cooked for him every day, held him every night... He thought they would stay in love, till

death do them part.

When did she start thinking about breaking up?

He had no idea.

Maybe a few days ago.

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"I'm leaving soon. I've handed over the divorce proceedings to my lawyer. He'll be in touch after the

New Year," Violette wiped the tears off her cheeks and stepped back, "Elijah, let's not meet or contact

each other in the future. Let's act like we've never known each other."

She clenched her fist, trying hard not to cry.

The first time she saw her photo on his computer, she was just curious. Then she saw the same

woman's photo on his phone, it was a gut punch.

His phone had only her pictures.

She had to face this cruel reality, that t

he man she loved had another woman in his heart.

Violette hailed a cab by the roadside.

Before getting in, she couldn't help but look back—

Behind her, there was nothing but the silent, cold wind.

He didn't chase after her.

Just as she said, even if she forced him, he wouldn't reveal anything about that woman, let alone give

her up for Violette.

Her tears fell like strings of pearls.

She got in the cab and hoarsely told the driver, "To the airport."

Albina had already returned the rented apartment and was waiting for her at the airport with their

luggage.

In two hours, she and her mother would leave this city.

The taxi sped down the deserted streets in the dead of night.

She watched the scenery flash by through her teary eyes, reminiscing about their time together.

Everything felt so real, y

et so unreal.

Her heart ached fiercely; tears kept flowing.

Suddenly, she felt a kick in her belly.

It was their baby.

She and Elijah's baby was already seven months old.

In a while, they would be born.

Sadly, they would never have a father.

Four years later—

A City.

3 A.M.

Elijah's master bedroom.

A light suddenly turned on in the quiet room.

Elijah opened his eyes and picked up the phone from the bedside table.

It was a call from Professor Dr. Mitchel.

He answered immediately.

"Elijah..." The voice on the other end, Professor Dr. Mitchel's, sounded weak, "I... I'm afraid... I won't

make it... There's someone who can help you with the task you've given me... my student... her name

is..."

Suddenly, there was a loud thump, like the sound of a body hitting the floor!

Elijah sat up in bed abruptly, his heart dropping into an icy pit!

No matter how much he called out to Dr. Mitchel, there was no response.

Until an hour later, Dr. Mitchel's assistant called him back, "Mr. Bourne, Dr. Mitchel has suddenly

passed away due to an illness. I discovered that his last call was to you, so I thought I should let you

know."