Chapter 584

“I have a right to know!” he declared. His eyes were blazing in the dimly lit room. “Even if you wish otherwise, it doesn’t change the fact I’m the father of your child!”

Violette responded nonchalantly, “Well, aren’t you in the know now?”

“I am, but not because you told me.” He demanded, “Let me see the child’s medical reports!”

“No medical reports,” she replied, as her wrist ached under his sturdy grip. She reached out to pry his fingers off. “Let go of me!”

“Why aren’t there any medical reports?” He loosened his grip but didn’t let go completely. His large hand moved slightly, still clutching her wrist firmly.

“The tests were done in England. They only sent me a text message.” She admitted, unable to lie under his intense scrutiny.

“Show me the message!” he insisted. If he didn’t see the message today, he wouldn’t let this go.

At that moment, Mike and the kids emerged from the dining room, laying their eyes on Elijah.

“What’s he doing here?” Rita murmured quietly.

Mike responded, “Your mom was crying this morning. Not sure why...”

Ian furrowed his brows. “What’s wrong with mom?”

Mike shrugged. “I don’t know. When I asked her, she didn’t respond. But she seemed fine at dinner. Probably nothing serious.”

While they conversed, Violette opened the front gate and ushered Elijah in. Mike led the kids back to the dining room.

Elijah followed Violette into the villa. Violette reached for her phone on the coffee table, unlocked it, and handed it to him. After reading the message, he glanced at her belly. “What were you doing at the hospital today?”

“An amniocentesis.”

“What’s that for?”

“To confirm if there’s anything wrong with the child.” She quickened her speech, eager to end the conversation. “Results will be out in two weeks. You can ask me then.”

He looked towards the dining room where three pairs of eyes were watching them. He grabbed Violette’s hand, leading her upstairs.

Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom Chapter 583 Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby (Charlotte and Zachary)

Chapter 2341 “What are you doing?!” She didn’t want to be alone with him, so she shook off his hand. He hated when she did that, and she continually rejected him.

He gripped her hand again. This time he gripped harder, as if he wanted to punish her. “I have something to tell you. Do you want them to hear it?” He glanced at her slightly reddened face, and then continued to lead her upstairs.

Once upstairs, they entered Violette’s bedroom.

Violette didn’t want him in her room, but he had taken over her home with no regard for guest manners, acting like he was the owner.

“Violette, if there’s still something wrong with the child in two weeks, what will you do?” He shut the bedroom door, asking the question.

“Terminate the pregnancy,” she said without hesitation.

Her answer sent chills down his spine. “Didn’t you say you’d keep the child even if there was something wrong? Why the change?”

“Should I bring him into a world of suffering?” She didn’t understand his reaction. “Weren’t you the one who wanted me to terminate it? Shouldn’t you be happy?”

“That’s my child! Whether he’s sick or terminated, I can’t be happy!” A glint of emotion flickered in his eyes. “Violette, are you trying to hurt me?”

She wanted to end the pointless argument, so she turned away. “If there’s nothing else, you should leave. I need to rest.”

“What’s this about two billion dollars?” He stepped in front of her, forcing her to face him. “Where did you get that money? Who did you borrow it from?”

“I didn’t borrow it from anyone.” She felt stifled under his towering figure and unconsciously moved back. “I earned it myself.”