Chapter 306


    "I got this." He grabbed Violette''s slender wrist and spoke to the director, "I''ll take her out first."


    The chief nodded.


    As they left the police station, Violette shook off his hand.


    Elijah looked at her, like a hedgehog, and frowned, "Violette, even if you killed Alexa, your mom won''t


    "What gives you the right to lecture me?" Violette looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, mocking


    coldly, "Just because you''re the high and mighty ''Mr. Bourne''? Or because Alexa is your future mother-


    inw?!"


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    Her tone was very harsh.


    Elijah was a bit helpless andforted her, "Violette, calm down."


    "I can''t calm down!" She screamed, "As soon as I close my eyes, the image of my mom''s tragic death


    appears in my mind! What did my mom do wrong?! She did nothing wrong! Why did they have to kill


    her?!"


    She burst into tears.


    Elijah looked at her thin body and desperate grief, and hugged her tightly.


    Her emotions exploded as she smelled the unique woody scent on him. Even though his cologne


    remained the same, he was no longer the old Elijah.


    "Let go of me!" She pushed against his strong chest.


    "No!" He held her tightly in his arms and exined in a hoarse voice, "You just said Alexa is my future


    mother-inw, which is ridiculous! I only have one mother-inw, and that''s your mom."


    Violette stopped struggling, giving up.


    After carefully savoring his seemingly affectionate words, she looked at him with teary eyes and coldly


    asked, "Sarah got pregnant with your child. Did you have your bodyguard take her to the hospital for an


    abortion?"


    Her questioning made him suddenly let go of her.


    "Elijah, didn''t you hate kids? Howe you could ept Sarah''s child?" She stood in front of him,


    questioning him, "Did Sarah threaten you again? Did you give in to her again for the sake of treating


    Maka? Weren''t you pretty tough in front of me? When you forced me to have an abortion, you didn''t


    hesitate. Do you think it''s okay to mess with me because I have a good temper?"


    Elijah felt pain deep in his heart, but he still looked at Violette calmly.


    Her emotions became more stable than before. However, her words became even harsher.


    "Don''t mention my mom in front of me again. She never approved of you as a son-inw." Violette


    looked at his face and said coldly, "Even if she died, she wouldn''t approve of you. She would only think


    you''re bad luck."


    She saw his face turn extremely ugly. Not only did she not feel sorry for him, but she also felt relieved.


    Perhaps, she hadpletely given up on him.


    He could have children with Sarah and ept her mother''s murderer as his mother-inw. As long as


    he didn''t appear in front of her, he could do whatever he wanted.


    "Violette, let''s go home!" Mike nced at her after driving the car out, "You must be tired too."


    "I''m not tired." Her voice was clear and calm, "I don''t want to go home."


    Mike said, "Where do you want to go then?"


    Violette seemed not to hear his voice, looking out the window, murmuring, "If I hadn''t insisted on going


    back, my mom wouldn''t have had an ident."


    Mike looked at her haggard and self-ming appearance, worried.


    Would she suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder?


    Mike turned the car around at the intersection ahead and headed toward Mercy Hospital.


    After learning about Violette''s situation, Adrian was worried but also firmly said, "She is a very strong


    person. I believe she can figure everything out and get through the grief and anger."


    He handed several boxes of sleeping pills to Mike.


    "She needs a good rest now. Let''s see if she can get better after getting through this tough time."


    Adrian said.


    A weekter.


    Violette''s mental state became stable, and it was time for the kids to go to school.