Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 439 I'll Go Find Him

Reflecting upon it, it made sense. If he hadn't reached out to her when they were usually in close contact, chances were he had not reached out to anyone else either. Yet, despite knowing this, Eva couldn't help but seek reassurance. Now, with a response finally in hand, her heart still felt a tinge of disappointment.

Seeing Eva with her eyes cast downward, lost in thought, Margaret recognized the look on the young woman she'd watched grow up. Putting together the pieces of the puzzle wasn't hard; she could guess what Eva was preoccupied with. Stepping closer with a probing tone, Margaret asked, "Eva, are you worried because Adrian Blackwood hasn't been in touch for the past couple of days?"

Confronted with Margaret's question, Eva felt a sense of solidarity in their shared womanhood and nodded without hesitation, admitting to her concerns. "Yeah, normally, he'd at least reply to my messages."

"That's true," Margaret said, her brows knitting together with concern after hearing Eva's words. "How long has it been since he last contacted you?"

Eva briefly described the time that had lapsed and the messages left unreplied.

"Well, even though it seems like a while since yesterday, have you considered the time difference between here and abroad? Perhaps he got busy and only had time to get home when it was the middle of the night here, and he didn't want to disturb you. It's still early; why don't we wait a bit longer?"

Her words were meant to reassure Eva, and they were logical at that.

However, Eva didn't feel comforted. Her eyelids had been twitching non-stop since she woke up, as if ominously hinting at something. It made her extremely uneasy, and to make matters worse, she couldn't reach Adrian.

"Have you tried calling him?" Margaret asked, seeing the worry linger in Eva's expression.

Eva bit her lower lip and shared her thoughts.

Gradually, Margaret began to piece things together.

"Is the work he's doing overseas dangerous?"

Eva had assumed Margaret was aware of Adrian's activities abroad, but her question suggested otherwise. Had he not told them anything?

Should she share what she knew?

If she did, would it only cause her elders more worry?

With this in mind, Eva collected her thoughts and tempered her voice, "It's not that it's dangerous. It's just with him being so far away and out of sight, I can't help but worry."

Understanding dawned on Margaret as she listened, and she patted Eva's shoulder reassuringly.

"I see. Don't fret; he'll definitely get in touch when he can."

Margaret suddenly realized that with Eva and her son's recent reconciliation, the uncertainty from Adrian's distant behavior was probably weighing on her.

After Eva left, she planned to give him an earful over the phone, telling him to step up his game.

The last thing she needed was to finally win him back just to lose him again.

"Alright, up bright and early without an extra layer - are you heading back to bed or ready for breakfast?"

Eva mulled it over, then said, "I'll head downstairs for breakfast."

Something else crossed her mind. "Mom, I'm thinking of going out today. As for Ruby and Dylan..."

"Don't worry about them; I've got Ruby and Dylan covered. I'll drop them off at school later, and don't fret about pick-up-I'll make sure they get home. Oh, and when you go out, remember to take your bodyguard with you. You don't want Adrian Blackwood worrying about you."

Margaret didn't suspect the need for a bodyguard; she simply figured that Adrian Blackwood's insistence on protection was due to the two kids around. Their social circle wasn't immune to similar incidents before, with kidnappers targeting naive children to extort money from families.

If the demands weren't met, threats to harm the hostages were inevitable.

Such events weren't commonplace among the wealthy since they typically guarded their offspring well, yet a moment of negligence giving criminals the opportunity was their greatest fear-not the ransom, but the safety of their children. That's why the sight of bodyguards didn't surprise Margaret.

"Got it," she acknowledged.

After affirming her mother, Eva turned and left.

She went back to her room to change into casual wear and was about to leave the house when a staff called her back to have breakfast.

Reluctantly, Eva sat down, absent-mindedly picking at her food while scrolling through her phone.

Her appetite was poor; she barely managed a few bites before Jacob's call came through.

At the sight of Jacob's name, Eva's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly answered.

"Hello, Brent, do you have any news?"

There was a brief silence on the line, then, "Ms. Hansen, don't panic. Although I haven't been able to reach Mr. Blackwood just yet, please rest assured, he's definitely fine." Eva had expected to be apprised about Adrian Blackwood, but Jacob's words caused her spirit to plummet.

"What do you mean? You haven't made contact with him? What about his people? There were many with him when we left; surely you must've reached someone?" "Yes, we made contact..." Jacob's voice was somber, "but..."

"But what?"

Eva's voice rose in volume, probably because she had been restless since the previous night, which unintentionally lent an edge to her tone, bordering on irritable.

By the time she recognized the harshness of her words, they were already out there.

Eva composed herself.

"Sorry, I overreacted a bit. Tell me, what happened after you finally got in touch?"

"Well, Ms. Hansen, from what I've heard, Adrian Blackwood left yesterday, and there were only two people left in the villa to relay messages. But after they departed, the others lost contact; their calls just wouldn't go through." No connection?

"Don't worry, Ms. Hansen, the area they went to is known for bad reception. It's normal for cell phones to have no service there. Mr. Blackwood has a lot of people with him; he'll be fine."

Despite the reassuring words, Eva couldn't help but bite her lower lip - so hard that she drew blood without even noticing. If anything happened to Adrian Blackwood on this trip, she would be consumed by regret. "Ms. Hansen, are you still there?"

Jacob had to call out several times before Eva snapped back to reality.

"Yeah."

"The thing is, I trust that Mr. Blackwood will be alright. Still... I'm considering buying another ticket to fly back."

Hearing this, Eva felt a chill in her heart.

She couldn't help wondering if Jacob was holding back the whole truth to keep her from worrying.

"Are you going alone?"

"Of course not, I'll bring people with me. In case anything has happened to Mr. Blackwood, we'll be ready to provide support."

"Alright, then... please take care of it."

She struggled to utter those words.

Her lips moved, trying several times to tell Jacob that she wanted to go too.

But she was the reason all this started. If she went, wouldn't she just add to the chaos? In the end, she swallowed all the words she wanted to say.