Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 68 Lost in Thought

Who would have thought that because of Eva's nausea, the room was in complete chaos.

Eva weakly leaned against Adrian's chest, her mind still a bit hazy. Meanwhile, Vivian, who was with them, suddenly had an idea and proposed, "Adrian, it takes too long to go to the hospital. How about taking her to my friend's clinic instead? I suspect Eva might have eaten something wrong."

Though Vivian appeared calm, she was actually in a panic. If Adrian were to take Eva to the hospital at this moment, it would surely expose her true intentions. If they had to get a check-up, it would be better to go to her friend's clinic. There, she would still have a chance to salvage the situation if anything were to happen.

At this point, Vivian suddenly remembered the last time Eva had a fever. On the way, she had adamantly refused to go to the hospital. At the time, Vivian thought that Eva was deliberately throwing a tantrum and seeking Adrian's attention and sympathy because of her. Vivian had contemptuously believed that Eva was both needy and manipulative.

It wasn't until today that she realized the reason why Eva had refused to go to the hospital or take medication back then. Everything had its reasons.

"A clinic?" Adrian frowned, rejecting Vivian's suggestion. "Let's go to the hospital. It's more formal." It wasn't that Adrian was intentionally targeting Vivian; he just instinctively felt that Eva's condition was so severe that she needed to go to a proper hospital for examination.

Little did he know that Vivian's expression worsened upon hearing this. She stared blankly at Adrian's back. Did he think the place she recommended wasn't formal enough?

Unfortunately, Adrian had no spare attention to give her at this moment. All of his thoughts and focus were on Eva.

Until he heard a weak voice coming from his embrace. "Stop."

Upon hearing this, Adrian halted his steps and looked down at her.

Eva had already recovered to some extent, patting Adrian's hand to signal him to let her go.

Adrian frowned and didn't move.

Helplessly, Eva had to remind him, "Put me down."

Adrian silently held her tighter, "You're not feeling well. You should go to the hospital."

"I'm fine now," Eva replied.

"Fine? Weren't you just vomiting?" Adrian's words were not polite at all. In short, he wasn't willing to put her down.

"That's because I smelled..." Eva wanted to say that she wanted to vomit because she smelled something meaty. But when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back. In Adrian's eyes, she might have already had an abortion at this moment. If she mentioned smelling something meaty and feeling nauseous, it might make him suspicious.

Seeing Eva's hesitation, Adrian narrowed his eyes, "What did you smell?"

Before Eva could speak, Vivian quickly rushed over and intervened, smoothing things over for Eva.

"Perhaps the fish head soup was too fishy. I also felt a bit uncomfortable when I drank it in the morning, but Eva had a stronger reaction. It's probably because she doesn't usually like fish, right?"

Eva glanced at her and realized that she was right. Eva indeed didn't like fish.

Sure enough, Adrian doubted and gave her a glance.

"The fish soup was too fishy?"

He still didn't quite believe it. Even if he thought the fish was too strong, it wouldn't cause nausea like this.

But Adrian had known since childhood that she didn't eat fish, so he believed to some extent that she felt sick because of the fish.

Vivian, who was sitting next to them, added, "I think it tasted a bit fishy, but people who like it usually don't notice."

After saying that, Vivian seemed to think of something and continued, "Just like how Adrian doesn't like sweets."

Even if you dislike something, it wouldn't cause nausea like this.

Adrian glanced at Eva in his arms and for some reason, he felt like she was hiding something from him.

Thinking back to the torn report that the butler mentioned earlier, Adrian's expression darkened a little.

But before he could think further, Eva, who was struggling in his arms, interrupted, "Let me down. How many times do you want me to say it?"

Adrian narrowed his eyes, "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"

Eva took a deep breath.

"I'm not sick. I just don't want to drink fish head soup. Do I really need to go to the hospital for that?"

Eva's complexion had improved a lot by now, and her lips had regained some color. She really didn't look like someone who was sick.

Only then did he let Eva down.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Vivian approached and held Eva's hand, expressing concern, "Are you alright? If you felt nauseous just now, then you shouldn't drink the fish head soup later. Have something light instead. And you just had a fever recently, so your stomach might not be feeling well. It's better to eat less oily food in the future."

Though Vivian seemed worried for her, every sentence was hiding something.

Eva looked at Vivian, pondering something for a moment. But soon, she let it go.

There was an agreement between the two of them, and Eva had to abide by her part, and Vivian naturally had to keep hers as well.

"Alright."

"Then I'll help you back. If you still feel uncomfortable later, I'll accompany you to the hospital for a check-up." "Okay."

Afterwards, Vivian supported Eva and they walked back together.

Adrian stood in place, watching the two figures leaning on each other, and his doubts grew stronger.

When did they become so close?

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When Adrian hurriedly carried Eva out, Granny Blackwood had initially wanted to follow, but the butler stopped her.

"Madam, please don't worry. With Mr. Blackwood here, he will take good care of Mrs. Blackwood."

The butler's words calmed down Granny Blackwood.

Indeed, with Adrian here, he would definitely take good care of Eva.

And Granny Blackwood sitting in a wheelchair would only cause more trouble, and then Adrian would have to pay attention to take care of her as well. Thinking of this, Granny Blackwood decided to stay behind.

Granny Blackwood calmed down.

"Madam, would you like to eat something else?"

However, Granny Blackwood shook her head. At this moment, her mind was filled with worries, and she had no appetite.

She wondered how Adrian usually took care of her. Was he feeling unwell, or was it something else?

If she didn't think about it, it would be fine. But once she did, Granny Blackwood's heart burned with urgency, yet she had no solution.

"Oh, Madam, why have you come back?"

At that moment, the servant suddenly exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Granny Blackwood turned around and saw Vivian assisting Eva as they walked in.

The servant understood Granny Blackwood's emotions and quickly pushed her forward. Eva also seemed to understand Granny Blackwood's worries. As soon as she entered the door, she declined Vivian's assistance and walked quickly to Granny Blackwood's side. "Granny, did I startle you?"

Granny Blackwood quickly held her hand, feeling its icy coldness, and immediately shook her head.

"Why have you come back? Weren't you feeling unwell? Why didn't you go to the hospital to check?"

"I'm not feeling unwell." Eva smiled awkwardly and explained, "Granny, I just can't eat fish. The smell makes me a little nauseous. That's all." "Nauseous?"

Even if she doesn't like it, smelling it shouldn't make her nauseous, right?

Granny Blackwood's expression became thoughtful.