Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 452 A Little Push

When it was time to get in the car, Eva noticed the front passenger seat was empty and promptly claimed it. That seat was intended for David, so the driver glanced at him when he saw Eva sitting there.

"Ms. Hansen, the front isn't the safest. Maybe"

"Do I not even have the right to choose my seat?"

"Let her sit there; as long as she's happy," Michael Cooper's voice came through the earpiece, cutting off David before he could respond.

Without further ado, everyone got into the car. Since Eva usually wore the sunglasses, no provisions had been made in the vehicle; now, she had a full, clear view of the street scene from her seat, and she quickly discerned their location from the license plates visible outside.

Eva sat back, eying the outside world - the passing scenery and the buildings. The ride wasn't long, about an hour, and they soon reached their destination.

Eva followed David out of the car and immediately asked, "Where's Adrian Blackwood?"

David didn't answer, but another person approached from the gate. After a brief exchange, David left, but not before giving Eva a lingering look.

Her heart sank as she saw him drive away. Was his task merely to escort her here and then leave?

Indeed, as soon as David departed, his replacement stepped forward, his gaze fixated on her like that of a viper.

"Ms. Hansen, this way, please."

For some reason, Eva felt a chill run down her spine under his stare.

She followed him reluctantly into a room and, standing at the doorway, inquired, "Where are Adrian Blackwood and Michael Cooper?"

"We're not entirely sure, but Mr. Cooper has made it clear this is going to be your new place," he said matter-of-factly.

Eva stared at him in disbelief. "What are you talking about? I'm not here to stay; you agreed to let me come over to see..."

Before she could finish, a shrill voice erupted from downstairs: "What's all this noise about?"

Glancing toward the source, Eva saw a girl in a pink dress approaching. Her hair was styled in elegant curls, and her nails were painted a bright, eye-catching color-a picture of youthful beauty. Upon spotting Eva, the girl narrowed her eyes, "So, you're the one who's got Michael Cooper head over heels?"

Eva was taken aback by the sudden confrontation.

The girl sized Eva up from head to toe, and after a fleeting look of admiration, her expression soured. "Pfft, and here I thought you'd be something special. Turns out you're just average."

Eva was speechless, her finely arched eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Where on earth had this girl popped up from?

She decided not to engage with the frivolity and directed her attention back to the man liaising with David. "I want to see Michael Cooper."

The reason Eva had hurried over was because she wanted to see Adrian Blackwood, not to get tangled in this mess.

"What's going on here, Krister?" the girl turned and asked.

"Miss Turner, Mr. Cooper wants her to stay in her room," Krister explained.

"Oh, then what's she still doing here? Show her to her room, will you?"

"Miss Turner, this lady might have other concerns; she seems reluctant..."

He was cut off as the girl suddenly pushed Eva, shoving her into the room and slamming the door shut behind her.

Although Krister didn't have fond feelings for the woman who'd complicated things for Michael Cooper, he'd never dreamed of laying hands on her. Yet unexpectedly, Penelope didn't hesitate to do just that, pushing her into the room and even locking the door.

"Miss Turner..." he began, alarmed.

Penelope tilted her chin up defiantly at him. "What? You said she didn't want to go in, right? Well, I took care of that using the most primitive and direct method. Didn't Michael Cooper also mention she isn't allowed to wander off? Aren't you going to lock the door?"

Krister hesitated for a moment, then chuckled. "You're absolutely right, Miss Turner. I'll lock the door right away."

The two were in swift agreement. The door was locked shortly after and they left swiftly, their light steps betraying no awareness of the person who had fallen to the ground inside the room after being pushed.

Eva herself had not anticipated the girl, who seemed haughty enough, to actually lay hands on her and forcefully shove her into the room. Eva's head throbbed with a sharp pain after slamming into something hard; stars danced before her eyes. She attempted to brace herself with her hands to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her, leaving her too weak to rise.

She reached back to touch the base of her skull and her fingers found something wet.

But before she could even examine the moisture on her palm, darkness claimed her once again.

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Krister trailed behind Penelope as they descended the stairs.

"Miss Turner, Mr. Cooper might not take kindly to what you've done," he cautioned.

"What's there to be upset about? Doesn't he want to keep that woman confined? She was disobedient, so I simply gave Michael Cooper a hand. He should be thankful to me," Penelope retorted with defiance. "But you pushed her. What if she's hurt?" he pressed.

"Oh, come on, it was just a nudge! She's an adult, not some porcelain doll. As if I could hurt her with one push. Besides, she had the audacity to vie for Michael's attention; she deserved a lesson. This was nothing." Penelope felt not the slightest pang of guilt for pushing Eva.

"A push is indeed trivial, but have you considered the possibility of her complaining to Mr. Cooper? He values her highly right now, and he's sure to take her words seriously," Krister warned.

"She wouldn't dare!" Penelope gritted her teeth. "If she dares play that game, I'll ruin her."

After her declaration, Penelope turned her gaze to Krister, as a thought crossed her mind.

"What happened today... you must remember that I did you a favor. You can't breathe a word of this to anyone."

Krister, smiling affably, bowed slightly.

"Don't worry, Miss Turner. I've always been on your side. If you say to keep it quiet, my lips are sealed. Just be careful not to lose your temper in front of Mr. Cooper and admit it yourself in a moment of pride." "And you'll cover for me if it comes to that?"

"Of course."

"Say she got hurt because she didn't want to stay in her room?"

"Exactly."

"Good."

Penelope flashed a satisfied smile. " Krister, you're the best. If only Michael were half as thoughtful."

Observing the pale-skinned, sweetly dressed girl before him, Krister lowered his gaze to conceal the coldness lurking in the depths of his eyes.

"Miss Turner, with your beauty, playing your cards right would mean no man could ever resist you."

"Is that so?" Penelope missed the subtle shift in his expression, her mind wandering into her own thoughts upon hearing his words.

After contemplating briefly, her lips curled up into another smile, revealing her charming dimples.

"You're right, before, I didn't have a chance to spend time with Michael Cooper, but if I put in the effort, he'll eventually see what I'm worth. When that time comes, he won't be interested in that woman anymore."