Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 172 What Do You Want to Talk to Me About?

It had been a day since he didn't reply to the woman's message.

At this moment, it was already late at night.

The two kids' accounts were well-maintained, with no miscellaneous things on their homepage, and the introductions were simple, even the updates were rare. It was evident that the person managing the account didn't have much free time.

Adrian clicked on one of the videos, and the screen immediately displayed the smiles of the two children.

As soon as he saw the smiles of these two children, Adrian suddenly felt the restlessness and irritability in his chest dissipate.

He sat on the edge of the bed, sliding his finger and quietly watching for a long time.

His mood became calmer and calmer.

When Jacob pushed open the room door to find him, Adrian's restlessness had completely settled, and his stomach, after taking the medicine, had improved slightly. "Mr. Blackwood, why are you awake?

Jacob hurriedly walked up to him, "I thought you were resting."

Although Adrian's complexion hadn't fully recovered, his eyes were noticeably sharper. He glanced at the incoming person, his thin lips pursed, and asked, "What do you want?"

It was at this point that Jacob remembered his purpose and quickly said, "Well, it's like this. Olivia bought some millet porridge in the restaurant downstairs. The owner specially made it after hearing about your condition. It smells delicious, so why not have some, Mr. Blackwood?"

After finishing his words, Jacob rubbed his hands together and continued, "After all, Mr. Blackwood, you've taken medicine, and it's better to have something to fill your stomach..." However, before Jacob could finish speaking, Adrian coldly rejected his proposal.

"No need, take it away."

Jacob didn't expect to be rejected so quickly, but he didn't want to give up either. He stood still, reluctant to leave.

Adrian glanced at him and asked, "Anything else?"

"No, Mr. Blackwood, your stomach is not in good condition. It's not good for you to keep eating like this."

"What's it to you?"

Jacob pouted.

He wished it had nothing to do with him. After all, the pain wasn't his own. But when Mr. Blackwood was in pain, wasn't he the one who got busy? Wasn't he the one worrying for him?

And if Mr. Blackwood died of illness, he would definitely lose his position, and where would he find such a high-paying job for himself?

Although, following Adrian meant dealing with a lot of work and Adrian himself was extremely indifferent. But he was different from others. As long as you completed your work during work hours, he wouldn't bother you with anything else. The year-end salary and bonus were also generous.

In short, if he could work for the Blackwood family for a lifetime, he wouldn't consider going anywhere else.

Thinking of this, he decided to respond to Adrian with a bunch of polite words.

"Mr. Blackwood, you shouldn't say that. You are my superior, so naturally, I should be concerned about my superior's health. If you are sick, both Olivia and I would worry."

However, no matter how he expressed his concern, Adrian seemed to ignore him completely.

Seeing him so unresponsive, Jacob couldn't help but worry. He became frustrated and said, "Mr. Blackwood, you already have a stomach condition. Even though you've taken medicine, it's not good to keep refusing food and drink. Even if the medicine is good, it won't..."

"Leave."

"Mr. Blackwood!"

"Leave!"

Adrian's expression was icy.

Jacob stood there for a long time, unable to do anything. He sighed and turned to leave.

Adrian closed his eyes with a headache. At this moment, a small, tender voice came to his mind.

"Mummy said that we have to eat properly and on time to have a healthy body. So everyone must eat on time."

The sound of that little guy named Ruby...

Who would have thought he would think of that little guy's voice at this moment? What is he hinting at?

Although he took stomach medicine, his stomach still hurts.

Adrian pursed his lips and called out to Jacob before he walked out of the bedroom.

"Wait."

Jacob stopped in his tracks and turned to look at him, dejectedly.

"Mr. Blackwood?"

"You just mentioned congee?"

Jacob's eyes, which had lost their light, brightened immediately, and he nodded eagerly like crushing garlic. "Yes, Mr. Blackwood, the congee specially made by the downstairs restaurant." Adrian pondered for a moment. "Bring it in."

"I'll go right away."

When Jacob left the room, the intern Olivia was still waiting anxiously outside.

"Jacob, how is it? Is Mr. Blackwood willing to eat?"

"He is, he is. Hurry, give me the congee."

"Oh."

Olivia handed a small bowl of congee to Jacob.

After receiving it, Jacob hurriedly went towards the bedroom, afraid that he would be late and Adrian would change his mind. In any case, when he wanted to eat, it was better to let him take a bite than not eat at all. The fragrant aroma of congee filled the room, and it was still warm in Jacob's hands.

He handed the spoon to Adrian and considerately said, "Mr. Blackwood, be careful, it's hot."

After Adrian took it, he looked at the white congee in the bowl. Instead of eating it when he brought it to his lips, he looked up at Jacob.

"How long do you plan to stay here?"

Jacob, who originally intended to watch him eat, had to retract his gaze. "Alright, then I'll leave first."

After the bedroom door was closed, it became quiet inside.

Adrian looked at the bowl of white congee. In fact, he had no appetite at all. He never had much interest in food, as it was only a means to sustain life for him.

He always ate very little.

It was a certain woman who used to be by his side who had a deep understanding of food.

When he was young, especially, every time after school or during weekends, she would drag him and talk about delicious food from different places, asking him to take her there.

Being with her, his appetite also increased a bit.

But after she left...

Thinking of this, Adrian's eyes darkened slightly. He pushed away the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, then picked up the bowl, and without using a spoon, he reluctantly finished the congee by drinking straight from the bowl. Now that the food was in his mouth, it was tasteless, like chewing on wax.

After finishing the congee, Adrian glanced at his phone and thought of the message the woman sent during the day. His hand moved involuntarily and he listened to it again.

Then he stared at the message for a long time before slowly replying.

Eva was busy with work tonight, and she was about to sleep. Adrian's stomach was a bit hungry, but she didn't feel like cooking. She settled for a few pieces of biscuits to fill her stomach, finished washing up, and went to see the two darlings. After making sure that everyone had fallen asleep, Eva planned to go to bed herself. However, at that moment, her phone vibrated. Worried that it might be something important from work, she picked up her phone and checked.

To her surprise, it was a text message from the man called 'NightA'. It had been a whole day since she messaged him, and he was only replying now.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked.