Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 461 What to Eat

"What to eat?"

Faced with his concern, Eva managed a strained smile and finally said, "I'm okay with anything."

In fact, she still didn't feel like eating at all, but she couldn't pinpoint the reason

why.

Did she have... some kind of aversion to food?

Or was it because she had just lost her memory, which made everything feel unreal to her?

At the moment, even as Michael Cooper was taking her with him, saying they were going home, she felt an emptiness inside.

Moreover, she always felt that she was supposed to do something very important, but she couldn't remember what it was at all.

What was really going on here?

However, Eva, now with lost memories, couldn't make sense of anything. Upon returning to Michael Cooper's residence, the attendants came out to greet them. They all stood nervously in line, having been individually instructed by the butler. Ms. Hansen had an accident, injured her head, and now her memory was gone. From now on, they were to regard her as Mr. Cooper's fiancée, and no one was to let slip or speak carelessly in front of this Ms. Hansen. This was also a roundabout way of telling them that they needed to collectively deceive this amnesiac Ms. Hansen.

Deception is wrong, but they were just a group of workers hired for money. Who would bother with the rights or wrongs involved? Their employer had spent a lot of money; they only needed to follow the wishes of their employer. However, there were some who had not met Eva before and were curious about what kind of woman she was. How could she not like Mr. Cooper to the extent that he took advantage of her memory loss in such a despicable way to claim her identity?

So, before Eva appeared, everyone was quite curious about her and especially wanted to see what she looked like.

It wasn't until a car stopped at the gate that things became clear. The first person to get out was the driver.

After the driver opened the door, Michael Cooper got out of the car, but he did not step away. Instead, he went around to the other side to open the car door, his hand on the roof, carefully shielding a woman as she stepped out of the car. Everyone followed his movements and finally got a clear look at the woman's face.

She was dressed simply, wearing a high-necked beige sweater paired with insulated pants, fur-lined boots below, and a light blue down coat on top.

It was a very ordinary outfit that didn't reveal anything particularly special at all. And yet, it was her face with well-defined and delicate features. Her lips and complexion were pale due to discomfort, giving her a sickly cast that contributed to a pitiable kind of beauty.

The attendants here had actually worked in many grand households and had seen numerous beauties who were incredibly refined. Everything they wore and used also exuded a sense of quality that caught one's eye immediately it was obvious they came from distinguished families.

But someone like Eva, whose beauty seemed effortless and who gave off a feeling of spring warmth, was a first for them.

Everyone had different thoughts, but after a single glance, they all withdrew their gazes, not daring to look any further.

"Take it slow."

Michael Cooper returned to his gentle demeanor, assisting Eva as she got out of the car. There were several instances of physical contact between them, during which Eva tried a few times to push him away, but Michael Cooper was strong. Each time she attempted to resist or showed reluctance, he firmly grasped her wrist, preventing any opposition.

Such dominance made Eva somewhat displeased. She glanced up at Michael Cooper, feeling that there was something undeniably strange about the way they interacted.

Once they had gotten out of the car, she quickly withdrew her hand. Since they had already disembarked, Michael Cooper only gave her a look and didn't say anything more or come over to support her.

"Have the attendants take you to your room to rest. I'm going to check if breakfast is ready."

As soon as Michael Cooper left, Eva felt significantly more at ease. She followed the servant leading her forward.

After being brought to her room by the servant, who then respectfully said a few words before leaving, Eva was left alone. She looked around the room. The surroundings didn't feel familiar at all.

It was as if she was entering this place for the first time. Although Eva had lost her previous memories, subconsciously she felt that if she had truly lived here before, she should have had some recollection upon entering, even just a faint

one.

However, the pain from trying to remember things still instilled fear in Eva, and she dared not dwell on it further. She slipped off her shoes and lay down on the bed.

As soon as she lay down, Eva's eyes shut involuntarily.

For some reason, she felt very tired and wanted to sleep all the time.

It must be a consequence of the head injury, Eva thought.

She slept until Michael Cooper came looking for her.

When Michael Cooper pushed open the door, she was still asleep and did not

react to the sound of the door moving.

"Eva."

Michael Cooper had to nudge her several times before she slowly came to. Upon waking, she looked at him with a faint gaze.

"What is it?"

"It's time to eat, remember? The cook at home has prepared something delicious for you."

Reminded by him, Eva recalled and nodded.

"Yes, I need to eat."

She nodded, tried to get up, but nearly collapsed from weakness.

Michael Cooper's expression changed, and he reached out just in time to steady her.

"Are you alright?"

Eva felt a wave of darkness before her eyes. She realized something consciously, shook her head lightly, and then said, "It's nothing, I think I might have hypoglycemia."

Hypoglycemia?

Michael Cooper, who was supporting her, momentarily paused in his actions. She hadn't been eating well these past few days, so if she mentioned hypoglycemia, it seemed quite plausible.

He pursed his lips and then decisively picked her up to carry her downstairs. Many people were already waiting at the dining table downstairs, all looking

nervous. They perceived Mr. Cooper as placing high importance on this woman;

what if she proved difficult to get along with?

Eva was placed by the dining table, where a spread of food was laid out.

"What do you like?"

Eva looked around and eventually settled on one particular dish.

Michael Cooper immediately fetched that dish for her. After Eva received it, she thanked him and took a few bites.

After a little while, Eva felt less dizzy than before.

Having eaten half a bowl, Eva once again lost her appetite.

"Don't like this anymore? Want to try something else?"

Eva knew she had eaten too little, and continuing this way wouldn't be good for

her health, but after looking around, there still wasn't anything she fancied. "Thank you, no need."

She pushed back her chair and went upstairs alone.