Awake For Love: My Coma Bridegroom ( Violette Dennis )
Awake For Love: My Coma Bridegroom Chapter 122

Chapter 122

“1 shower myself,” he replied confidently. If you’re worried, you can stick around to help”

Violette felt like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place

She was definitely not comfortable with him showering on his own

But what was the difference between her watching him shower and her helping him shower?

After they entered the bedroom she closed the door behind them.

“Hand me my cane,” he requested, his voice deep and steady

Just as she was about to ask where it was, she found it

So, she handed him the cane

Hethen used it to get up from his wheelchair

Violette was taken aback is this okay?”

It’s fine. I’ve been showering myself these past few days,” he responded, chuckling a bit, ‘Did I scare you just now?”

She blushed. Were you teasing me just now?”

“Yeah, I just wanted to see your reaction,” he said, hobbling towards the bathroom

Despite her worries, she followed him.

“Do you want to watch me shower?” he asked, stopping at the bathroom door

She shook her head in panic, then nodded, “I’m a bit worried about you How will you take off your pants? Will it hurt your wound?”

Tm only wearing sweatpants,” he explained, “It’s loose and easy to take off

Trying to put her at ease, he started to loosen his strings, intending to show her

Her face turned scarlet, and she stepped back, 1…I’ll wait outside! If you need help, just give me a shout.”

She quickly left the bathroom, closing the door behind her

Violette was panting, wanting to leave but also worried he might need help

Right then. Lacey came in with her clothes in hand. She asked,

“Madam, has the master gone to shower?”

Violette nodded, taking the clothes, “He showers on his own usually?”

“Yes, because he doesn’t want anyone’s help “Lacey said.

Violette whispered, “He’s really stubborn.”

“Indeed, he is, and it sometimes gets him into trouble. No matter what happens, he bears it alone and doesn’t like to share his troubles,” Lacey commented.

Violette agreed wholeheartedly. “Sometimes, I really can’t stand him.”

“Madam” Lacey became serious, “Although I don’t know what he’s been through, I know he’s a really nice person

Nice?

That word seemed odd when used to describe him, t

ut to call him a bad person would be wrong too.

“Doctors say that people with depression are usually really kind–hearted…” Lacey said.

“Hes depressed? Violette furrowed her brows

Lacey nodded, “He’s been on meds for a week now.”

Violette felt a heaviness in her heart

it felt like she had never truly understood him.

He was fierce and cold, yet also vulnerable and determined.

When Elijah finished showering he came out of the bathroom leaning on his cane

wrapped in a white bathrobe

Violette went over to help him. Looking at his damp hair, she asked. “How did you wash your hair?”

“I washed it while sitting down Elijah said.

TU go get the hairdryer to help you dry “She headed towards the bathroom and came out with a hairdryer.

While she was drying his hair, he sat quietly, not moving at all.

She wished time could fand still at this moment

Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist

“My hair is dry now” he reminded her

“Okay,” she came back to her senses, turned off the hairdryer, and noticed blood seeping through the bandage on his leg. “You need to change your bandage, I’ll go get the first–aid kit.”

She put the hairdryer back in the bathroom and rushed downstairs to replace Lacey and the first–aid kit