Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel Chapter 484

About half an hour later, Violette came back home.

She rushed into the house, not even bothering to take off her shoes, and headed straight to Elijah, asking, "Where's Ian? Why are you here alone?"

As Elijah was about to answer, she noticed something off about his clothes. "What happened to your shirt?"

His shirt was wrinkled as hell. Violette followed the creases to his back, finding a tear on the back of his shirt.

Through the hole, she could see his skin dripping with blood. Although the blood had already solidified, she could imagine how bad it must have hurt at that time.

"Did Ian bite you?" She stepped in front of him, looking up into his eyes.

"I had it coming." He answered nonchalantly, "He's in his room."

"Alright, I'll go check on him. You stay here." She said before heading upstairs.

Mike walked behind Elijah, examining his wound, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ian's teeth are sharp as hell! Your wound looks like you've been bitten by a dog!"

Elijah turned around, giving Mike a stern look, "Mike, is Ian my son?"

Mike was taken aback by his question and took a few seconds to compose himself, "What are you talking about? Didn't you force Violette to abort your first child? Ian is adopted! Do you need to see the adoption certificate?"

Elijah nodded, "Show me the adoption certificate."

Mike was puzzled.

Elijah asked, "What's wrong?"

Mike awkwardly explained, "I don't have it! You should ask Violette for it. But I suggest you better not because mentioning Ian will definitely remind her of how you almost hurt him."

Elijah said, "I apologized to him today."

"What good is an apology?" Mike took this opportunity to test him, "Even if Ian was your biological son, he would never accept you after what you did to him."

Elijah felt like his heart was being stabbed by a sharp knife.

Upon hearing this, she was a bit surprised.

Elijah was sitting on the couch. His deep gaze fixed on her. Feeling his stare, she composed herself and walked over to him.

"I'll help you with the wound." Violette said.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, then took it off, revealing his lean upper body.

She blushed slightly and looked down. Violette opened the first aid kit and took out some disinfectant and anti-inflammatory medicine.

"Violette, can I ask you something?" He suddenly broke the silence, making her feel nervous.

"I'm trying to tend your wound. Don't distract me, or else if it gets worse later, don't blame me." She was afraid he would ask about Ian's true identity.

If he really put his mind to it, he could easily find out that Ian was his son. Her warning worked. He didn't say a word until she finished bandaging his wound.