Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 157 The Irrelevant Person

"Lovers?" Emily's brain short-circuited at the moment and she instinctively asked, "Who?"

Eva remained silent for a while before saying, "Adrian and Vivian."

After a moment, Emily said, "Seriously, right now I just want to strangle myself."

Eva smiled, knowing why she said that, then raised her eyes and said, "Alright, I'm fine. He was right. They are indeed a couple."

"Nonsense. They're just two lovers." Emily gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for Vivian saving him, Adrian wouldn't have paid any attention to her, right? It's just because of taking advantage of a benefactor." Hearing this, Eva's gaze dimmed, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. It's okay."

"It's my fault." Emily stuck out her tongue. "You rest well. I'll go heat up the noodles. You can have them later."

"Okay."

After Emily left, the room returned to tranquility. Eva gently wiped away the coldness from the corner of her eyes.

This was the last time. From now on, she wouldn't shed another tear for Adrian.

That night, Eva didn't go home.

Margaret waited and waited, feeling somewhat puzzled, so she went to ask Adrian.

After Adrian came home, he locked himself in the study. When Margaret pushed the door open, he was sitting at the desk, looking at something.

"Why isn't Eva here?" she asked.

Hearing Eva's name at this moment, Adrian felt like something was tearing inside his chest. He pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Margaret, who had already known that their relationship was not right, could tell from his expression that something had happened. She pursed her lips and asked, "What happened, did things worsen between you two?" Adrian didn't answer her question, only saying, "I'm busy."

"Busy with what?" Margaret pointed at the notebook in front of him and coldly remarked, "Busy staring at your black screen?"

Since he came back, he hasn't opened his notebook.

Adrian frowned and remained silent.

"What's going on between you two? Weren't your relationship not this bad before? Now she doesn't even come back. Did you have a fight?"

As if unable to bear it any longer, Adrian walked outside with a serious expression on his face.

"Hold on."

Margaret called out to him, but Adrian walked as if he hadn't heard her, ignoring her presence.

Margaret was infuriated by his attitude, so she stepped forward and stopped him.

"I'm asking you, where is Eva?"

As if finally unable to tolerate it,

Adrian frowned and said, "Why would my mother want to find her and not call her directly? Why ask me? Am I her guardian? Do I have to report her whereabouts?"

Margaret looked at him incredulously and replied, "What are you talking about? If I could reach her on the phone, why would I bother looking for you?"

Upon hearing that, Adrian smirked sarcastically and said, "Can't reach her? Then don't bother trying."

"You, you, you!" Margaret couldn't stand his impatient and indifferent attitude. She was infuriated. "Is this how you talk to your mother? Where is your manners? Is your way of handling emotions to take it out on your mother?" After finishing her words, Margaret noticed Adrian's unchanged expression, which made her lose any desire to communicate with him further. She said, "Fine, if I can't reach Eva on the phone and you won't tell me anything, you better not regret it if something happens to her."

Margaret turned around and walked away, leaving Adrian alone in place.

As Margaret left, the study fell silent. Adrian stood there for a while before returning to his original position.

Despite sitting still with a gloomy face, his mind was filled with Margaret's last words before she left.

"You better not regret it if something happens to her."

A voice seemed to be telling him that he would regret it if something happened to her, urging him to get up and go find her.

But then, Adrian found it ridiculous.

Something happened?

Wasn't she planning to be with Michael?

He had been keeping her in captivity for so long, and recently she had been urging him for a divorce so that she could be with Michael. Now that she was free, she must have already thrown herself into Michael's arms. Not answering the phone might just mean she was too busy being with him. What could possibly go wrong?

Although they were divorced now and had become unrelated individuals, whenever Adrian thought about the possibility of her being with Michael at this time, a grown man and woman together late at night, he could imagine what might happen.

Adrian's mind involuntarily conjured up certain scenes.

"Damn it!"

Just the thought alone made Adrian unable to contain his anger. He swept everything off the desk with his hand, causing a few heavy objects to hit the ground, and even the sound of broken glass.

The objects fell crashing in the room.

Destruction did not alleviate Adrian's restless mood; in fact, it intensified it. His chest felt like a burning mass of fire, making it hard for him to contain himself.

Adrian tightly clenched his fists and slammed them on the table.

"Ring, ring, ring--"

At that moment, a melodious ringtone emanated from his cellphone. Adrian paused for a moment, then took out his phone. Glancing at the screen, it was a call from Vivian.

The light in his eyes instantly vanished, and he threw the phone onto the table, ignoring the call.

The phone continued to ring for a while, then paused briefly before ringing again, but Adrian never bothered to answer.

After a while, a sneer formed on his lips.

At a time like this, he actually thought she would call him.

They were already divorced, so what could she possibly have to say on the phone?

He was truly delusional.

That night, the members of the Blackwood family couldn't find peace of mind.

It was the first time in their long marriage that Adrian didn't come home.

And when Adrian returned, he locked himself in his study, not even coming downstairs for lunch or dinner. Every time the servants tried to call for him, they heard objects being thrown and were too frightened to approach. Only the butler had gone in twice, and each time he emerged with a grim face.

Curiosity got the better of one of the servants who asked in a hushed voice, "Butler, what happened? Is the master still refusing to eat?"

The butler shook his head.

"He completely ignored me. I have no idea what's going on between the master and the madam." "That's true. The madam hasn't returned either. Did the butler manage to reach her on the phone?" "It was turned off."

"Turned off?"

"Why doesn't our master go out and look for her, then?"