Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel Chapter 116

Elijah gazed at her fresh face and softly said, "Thanks."

The sweater felt way comfier on him than he had expected.

Violette didn’t expect him to look so good in it

, and kept wondering whether the sweater itself was good-looking or if it was just because of the person wearing it.

She picked up a bag and pulled out a box from it. "This is another gift I prepared for you. I was afraid you wouldn’t like the sweater, so I got you a small gift as well."

Elijah looked at the small box in her hand.

"It’s a lighter," she explained a bit embarrassed, "I didn’t know what else to get you, so I bought this. You can use it, but try to smoke less. Smoking is bad for your health."

After saying that, she handed him the box.

He opened the box, took out the lighter, and pressed it lightly. A flame rose up.

"I’m not addicted," his voice was deep and charming, "I only smoke when I’m annoyed."

Violette was slightly surprised, "But when I lived in your house before, I saw you smoking almost every day."

Elijah: "That’s because you annoyed me every day."

Violette: "..."

"I need some fresh air." Elijah felt a bit hot.

Because of the heating indoors, his forehead was already starting to sweat.

"Alright, I’ll push you outside." She walked behind the wheelchair.

"No need, it’s an electric wheelchair." He said, pressing a button, and the wheelchair automatically moved.

Violette caught up with him, "But you used to let the bodyguards push it."

Elijah: "If bodyguards push, I don’t need to bother myself."

"I can help you push..."

"You don’t have to."

"But I want to." She said, grabbing his wheelchair handle and pushing it outside, "How’s your leg? What did the doctor say?"

Elijah: "Left leg fractured, right leg bruised."

Violette’s heart ached a little, "Could you feel the pain?"

Elijah: "I’m fine."

"Huh?" Violette stopped, her heart racing, "Elijah, did you just..."

"There’s a dessert shop up ahead," Elijah pointed at a store ahead and changed the subject, "I want a piece of cake."

Violette’s attention was successfully diverted, "Alright, let’s go get some cake!" She paused, then asked doubtfully, "I thought you didn’t like sweets?"

"I can have something sweet on my birthday."

"Yeah, there should be some special rituals on birthdays."

They arrived at the dessert shop, and the clerk let them pick a style.

Elijah said to Violette, "You choose."

Violette: "How about a mousse cake? Cream ones are too sweet."

Elijah said to the clerk, "Mousse cake."

Clerk: "Alright, sir, how big do you want it?"

Elijah turned to Violette, "How big do we need?"

Violette: "How many people are coming for dinner tonight?"