Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 173 Give Me the Entry Code

Honestly, no matter how she looked at it, his response seemed a little strange. If it weren't for the fact that he had silently supported Ruby and Dylan for so long without expressing any opinions, Eva probably would have ignored him. But regardless, she was the one who reached out to him first. It was late at night, and Eva didn't want to waste any time, so she directly asked for a convenient way to communicate.

She asked directly, "Can we add a more convenient contact method for talking?"

Adrian looked at her message for a while and then provided his contact information.

Eva looked at the information he sent and added it to her WhatsApp. The account she found was simple, with a nickname consisting of a single letter 'A' and a profile picture of a night by the seaside.

It matched his TikTok username quite well. She quickly added him as a friend. After Adrian sent the message, he waited for a while but didn't receive any reply. He pursed his lips, looked at the time, and wondered if the reason for the silence was that it was too late and the other person had fallen asleep.

He pondered while opening WhatsApp but found a new friend request. He hesitated for a moment and then chose to accept it. After adding each other, the system quickly confirmed that they were friends.

Adrian subconsciously looked at the other person's profile picture. Initially, he thought that people with children usually used pictures of their own precious babies as their profile pictures, but he didn't expect the other person's picture to be a strand of sunlight blooming in the dawn.

Looking at this picture, Adrian somehow felt that the person was full of vitality, as if they were born in the sunlight, unlike himself...

Lost in thought, Adrian saw a sentence appearing above the chat window: "The other person is typing...".

Soon, the other person's message came. "Hello, may I ask how should I address you?" Adrian pursed his lips.

He typed a reply with just one word. "Adrian."

Adrian? Seeing this word, Eva was momentarily stunned, but soon she felt relieved.

The world is vast, and over the years, she had heard the same surnames, even the same names and surnames.

At first, when she heard the same name, her heart would jump. But later, and now... it was only a momentary astonishment before returning to normal. "Mr. Adrian, hello," she responded.

It was similar to his TikTok nickname. Mr. Adrian? This address made Adrian's lips curl slightly, and he remained silent. Then, the other person sent a message. "Give me a message."

"Thank you so much for liking my two children. Over this past year, you have given them many gifts. Ruby and Dylan really appreciate you. But as we mentioned during the livestream, we don't accept gifts. So, after deducting the platform's fees, I calculated the remaining amount, and it comes out to be this."

Adrian paused, realizing that she was mentioning something about the money.

However, he didn't expect that she would actually keep track of the expenses.

The number she sent him was surprisingly large.

It wasn't because he felt like he gave too much and regretted spending the money. It was just that he didn't expect to have given so much to the two kids over time.

"Mr. Adrian, this is a substantial amount. Could you please provide me with your account number? I will return the money to you."

Adrian silently stared at the screen of his phone.

Did she really want to return the money to him?

Although he could tell from the livestream that the two kids came from a well-off family and weren't in need of money, who in this world, other than a certain foolish woman, would consider money as too little? Eva waited for a long time before receiving a reply.

She thought he might be looking for his card number, but a couple of minutes later, he replied with just two words.

"No need."

Eva: "..."

From the beginning of their conversation until now, it seemed like the other person was extremely economical with their words.

She wondered if he normally spoke so concisely or if he simply didn't want to engage in further conversation with her.

But from his initial behavior, it seemed more likely that he didn't want to talk to her.

After all, when she messaged him, it showed as "read" early on, but he didn't reply.

He only responded later in the evening, probably thinking it would be impolite not to respond?

After figuring that out, Eva dismissed the idea of having further conversation with him. She fell silent for a moment and then left him a message. "It's getting late. Mr. Adrian, please rest early. If you have time tomorrow, please send me your account number. Goodnight and sweet dreams." When Adrian saw this message, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

It was obvious that she was abruptly ending their conversation.

But the fact that she asked him to provide his account number in the end caught Adrian by surprise.

Did she really want to return the money?

If he were to send his account number, would she actually transfer the money to him?

Thinking about the well-behaved and polite appearance of those two adorable kids, it wouldn't be surprising if she actually dared to transfer the money if he gave her his account number. However, once he gave something away, he wouldn't take it back.

...

The next day.

While Eva was still in a daze from sleep, she seemed to hear some noise in the living room.

After a moment of silence, Eva quickly woke up, pulled back the covers, and got out of bed, barefoot, to open the door and walk out.

The morning light seeped through the gaps of the tree leaves, scattered like shimmering fragments.

The windows of the living room were open, and she could hear the busy chirping of the birds, particularly lively.

A tall figure was busy at the dining table in the living room.

He was wearing a pure white shirt...

Rolling up his sleeves, exposing his strong and sturdy arms, paired with simple black trousers, he exudes an exceptional charm.

"Up already?" The man's warm voice sounded as his gaze fell on Eva.

But in an instant, the man's eyes landed on her snow-white feet, and he furrowed his brow lightly, "You're up but not wearing shoes?"

Upon hearing this, Eva lowered her gaze and glanced at her own feet. Before she could speak, she heard Michael say softly, "Go and put on your shoes."

"Okay." Eva went back to her room to put on her shoes before coming out.

"Why did you come over?" Eva walked over and sat across from him.

Michael placed the final breakfast on the table and, after putting away the bag, he said, "If I didn't come, were you planning on having sandwiches again today?"

Eva paused for a moment and then retorted, "I don't eat sandwiches every day. Isn't that just occasionally when I'm busy?"

"Even when you're busy, you should eat properly."

Eva didn't say anything and looked at Michael in a somewhat helpless manner.

Knowing that Eva was busy, he would often have the kitchen prepare meals and send them over. At first, when they were delivered, Eva had to call him. But as time went on, Eva couldn't stand it anymore and directly told him, "Why don't you stop coming over in the morning? I just want to sleep a little longer."

Upon hearing this, Michael raised an eyebrow and said, "You can sleep longer if you want. Just give me the door code."