Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 501 Someone Following Her

"He wants to see me?" Eva questioned when Jane returned with the message.

"Yes, but Ms. Hansen," Jane cautioned, "Mr. Cooper doesn't seem quite right to me."

Eva had been in deep thought, but at Jane's words, she looked up in interest. "Not quite right?" Jane nodded affirmatively. "His demeanor and expression seemed off, not like how he usually is." Hearing this, Eva pursed her lips contemplatively.

It wasn't unreasonable for Jane to say so. After all, Eva had avoided seeing Michael Cooper for several days, ignoring him completely. She spent most of her time sleeping, while Michael Cooper had come to look for her on multiple occasions, only to be met with her disregard. He could only stand silently by her bedside.

Sometimes he would stand there for half an hour, sometimes an hour, and sometimes even an entire morning.

Eva was oblivious to these visits; it was Jane who told her about them after she woke up.

Now, suddenly, he was requesting to see her.

Could it be that he too had had enough of this? Was he ready to have a showdown with her?

Jane helped Eva change into a set of casual clothes. She was dressed comfortably in a white turtleneck sweater paired with fleece-lined trousers, topped with a gray overcoat. Her long hair was tied up, making her look much more spirited. Although Eva had been eating these past few days, her body was still weak, and the cold weather did nothing to restore color to her pale face and lips. Clearly, she hadn't fully recovered yet.

Eva initially wanted to walk.

However, Michael Cooper had somehow procured a wheelchair and insisted that she sit in it and be pushed along.

Eva was initially reluctant. There was no reason for her to use a wheelchair when she was perfectly capable of walking.

But Jane explained, "Ms. Hansen, Mr. Cooper is probably worried about you not eating well these past few days and being weak as a result. Walking might be strenuous, so sitting in the wheelchair and letting me push you will be easier and help conserve your strength."

Eva then understood his intentions and nodded. "Alright, I understand."

Afterward, Eva settled into the wheelchair, and soon enough, she realized how helpful it actually was. Standing up for too long made her feel dizzy-the aftereffects were still present, and the wheelchair indeed made things much more convenient.

Since their meeting was scheduled for the evening, there was plenty of time to prepare. When Jane pushed her out the door, it was already dusk outside.

Upon exiting, Eva was puzzled, "He wants to see me? Why arrange a meeting outside?"

Jane shook her head when confronted with her question, indicating she wasn't sure either.

"When he mentioned it during the day, I thought it would be at home. It wasn't until just now when we left that I found out we were going out. And, um, looking at this address, it seems to be on the rooftop?" Hearing this, Eva felt her heartbeat skip a beat.

The rooftop?

What would Michael Cooper want by arranging a meeting with her on the rooftop?

The knowledge of this meeting place sent Eva's heart racing uncontrollably. She bit her lip, and her hands tightened on the sides of the wheelchair.

"Ms. Hansen, the stars are beautiful tonight. Look," Jane remarked.

Eva lifted her gaze and indeed saw the night sky sparkling with stars. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

It had been such a long time since she last looked up at the night sky. The sudden view rendered her speechless with its beauty.

Despite the stunning sight, a sense of unease lingered in her heart.

Jane seemed completely oblivious to any tension; she was fascinated by the stars and gazed at them continuously. Upon getting into the car, she leaned against the window sill to watch while excitedly chatting with Eva-who offered a smile and the occasional nod in response.

As Eva's gaze unintentionally swept across the rearview mirror several times, her brow furrowed slightly.

A black car appeared to have followed them through several intersections.

With the heavy traffic and complex road conditions, especially at night, most people wouldn't notice this.

But Eva, more observant than most, checked several times and confirmed that the same vehicle was persistently behind them.

Not tailgating closely but deliberately following.

She glanced at the other people in the car. Jane was still absorbed in stargazing, David sat with his arms crossed and eyes slightly closed as if he were resting, and the driver was focused on driving.

No one else in the car seemed aware of the situation.

Ordinarily, it would make sense for the driver and Jane to be unaware, but why didn't David notice?

Eva pursed her lips, debating whether to alert David when the car took another turn.

Unable to resist, she glanced toward the rearview mirror only to find that the trailing car had not followed.

A flicker of confusion passed through Eva's eyes. Had it stopped following them? Or had she been overthinking it?

"And at this time," Jane suddenly announced, "Ms. Hansen, we've arrived."

Arrived?

Eva turned her head and saw the car had stopped in front of a high-end hotel.

David also opened his eyes.

The car door opened, and the driver didn't accompany them inside. Instead, he intended to drive to the underground parking lot to wait for them.

Eva, supported by Jane's hand, got out of the car. She looked at the wheelchair with slightly furrowed brows, feeling that she didn't really need it.

She pursed her lips and said, "This wheelchair..."

"Ms. Hansen, don't worry. Once we reach the rooftop, there will be chairs there, and the wheelchair will be folded up. It's just to push you up without exhausting your strength," Jane reassured her.

After further persuasion from Jane and David, Eva once again seated herself in the wheelchair so they could push her inside.

Their procession attracted the curious gazes of many onlookers, which Eva pretended not to notice.

David and Jane positioned themselves around Eva as they waited for the elevator.

Eva glanced around as she bit her pale lips, finding the situation strange. When they entered, there were many other people around, but as they waited for the elevator, it was just the three of them-no one else in sight. As she pondered this, she noticed a tall man, who was carrying a laptop bag, coming toward them from around a corner. He then stopped in front of the elevator doors after reaching them.

Eva pressed her lips together, rubbing her temples with her fingers.

Was she feeling uneasy because she hadn't been out for so long?

Soon, the elevator arrived, and they all entered together.

Once inside, Jane immediately pressed the button for the top floor, while the man who followed them hit the button for the eighteenth floor.

As the elevator ascended, Eva felt a chill and instinctively drew her coat closer around her. What exactly did Michael Cooper want to talk to her about tonight?

Just as she was contemplating this, the elevator abruptly halted.

Everyone inside was startled and involuntarily looked up at the elevator buttons-it had only gone up two floors.

"What's going on?"

Jane voiced her confusion while stepping forward to press the open-door button. But the elevator, as if broken, did not respond. "David, it looks like the elevator is broken?"