Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 128 He Doesn’t Want This Baby

Through her gold-rimmed glasses, Eva observed the deepness in his eyes, as if they were shrouded in a mist that couldn't be grasped. Meanwhile, Michael maintained his smile on the surface. After a moment of eye contact, Michael raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Upon hearing his words, Eva lowered her gaze and didn't respond.

She also didn't bring up the matter of visiting Granny Blackwood again, quietly allowing the nurse to reinsert the needle for her. The intense pain radiating from her hand made Eva more alert. Once the nurse left, there were only the two of them left in the hospital room, and it was a suitable time to discuss certain matters.

Just as Eva was debating how to start, Michael suddenly crouched in front of her. He held a pure white handkerchief in his hand, gently wiping away the bloodstains that had seeped from her wound, which had been pulled earlier. The nurse had already attended to her wound, and the remaining blood had already seeped into her sleeve, creating faint stains that couldn't be completely removed.

But Michael seemed to have some kind of compulsion or cleanliness obsession, continuously and slowly wiping at those bloodstains.

After nearly fifteen seconds of this, Eva couldn't help but say, "You don't have to wipe anymore. It won't come off."

Upon hearing this, Michael's movements came to a halt. He didn't continue wiping and after a moment, he said, "Someone will bring you clothes later. You can change out of this one then."

Eva didn't respond. She couldn't quite understand what Michael was up to.

He definitely already knew about her pregnancy. Yet, since the nurse left until now, he hadn't mentioned a word about it.

He and Adrian were brothers. Eva didn't know if he would tell Adrian...

As Eva pondered all this, she finally heard Michael speak up.

"You look like you have something to say with that hesitating look. Do you want to talk to me about something?" Eva bit her lower lip, looking at him with difficulty.

The next second, Michael lightly tapped her forehead with his hand.

"We've been friends for so many years. Do you really have to think so much before talking to me?"

It wasn't that Eva was being overly reserved, it's just that this matter was really difficult to bring up.

In the end, Michael laughed lightly and said, "Alright, then let me ask you. What are you planning to do?"

With this question, it meant that he really did know...

Although the possibility of him not knowing after bringing her to the hospital was very small, Eva still held onto a tiny bit of hope.

Now that Michael had taken the initiative to bring it up, that tiny bit of hope in Eva was completely shattered.

She said with a gray complexion, "So, you knew all along."

Eva lowered her head. "Will you tell him?"

For a long time, she didn't receive a response from Michael.

After a while, she felt Michael's large hand rubbing her head.

This action made Eva's eyebrows furrow slightly. Why does he still treat himself like a child?

But immediately after, she heard Michael asked quietly, 'Don't you want him to know?' This question caught Eva off guard.

Logically, as Adrian's brother, Michael should have been surprised to hear her say that Adrian didn't know about this. But his response was to ask her if she didn't want him to know. Thinking about this, Eva looked up and saw Michael putting the handkerchief he had just used to wipe her face back into his suit pocket.

Another scene flashed before her eyes.

The last time they left the restaurant, he had touched someone and then used the handkerchief to carefully wipe his hands, before throwing it away. But now...

For a moment, Eva forgot what she wanted to say and felt her mind spinning.

"Don't worry, I will help you."

Upon hearing this, Eva's mind became even more confused and she looked up at him with a puzzled face. "Help me?"

Michael smiled slightly. "And also help Adrian and Vivian, this pair of lovers."

The term 'lovers' pained Eva's heart, but in the end, she nodded numbly.

Although her mind was still in chaos, knowing that he would keep her secret gave Eva some relief.

"What's going on between you two?"

Finally replaceing an opportunity after ensuring both parties had a common goal, Michael asked her. "You spend your days and nights together. Doesn't he know about your pregnancy?" Eva involuntarily clenched her hands together.

"He knows."

Upon hearing this, Michael's eyes behind the lenses darkened slightly and his tone changed. "He knows?"

Eva nodded, thinking of the message she had sent out that had received no response. She instinctively reached up to tidy her stray hair and smiled faintly. "He doesn't want this child." Upon hearing this, Michael understood everything.

In other words, Adrian knows she's pregnant, but doesn't want the child. However, Eva wants to keep it, so she quietly decided to keep the child without letting Adrian know.

No wonder she looked so cautious when she went to the restaurant.

"So, he thinks you have already gotten rid of the child?"

"Probably."

Seeing her pale face and forced smile, Michael pursed his thin lips and his eyes became somewhat dark. After a moment, he sighed, "Why are you so foolish? Are you planning to raise the child on your own?"

"Is that not allowed?" Eva lifted her head to meet his gaze. "Although I'm alone, I'm certain that I can raise the child well. After all, I grew up in a single-parent household myself. I received just as much love from my father as anyone else. I never felt... that I was any different without a mother. I..."

Her speech speed increased and her voice grew softer, clearly losing confidence as she spoke.

He held her wrist gently, and Michael said softly, "Alright, it's just raising a child. You don't need to explain so much. Just do what you want to do."

Due to her previous excitement, Eva's breathing had become heavier.

After a short while, she calmed down.

"Sorry, I got a little emotional just now," she said with lowered eyes and a soft voice.

Michael looked at Eva in front of him, feeling somewhat helpless.

On the surface, she seemed no different from a normal person, not only physically and mentally healthy but also exceptionally determined.

However, having grown up without a mother's company, she was still easily sensitive when it came to single-parent households.

"It's not a problem," Michael continued to smile gently. "By the way, I received a call from Adrian before you woke up, and he is probably on his way here. Be mentally prepared."

Bang!

As soon as his words fell, the door to the ward was forcefully pushed open.

Immediately after, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance.

Before Eva could react, the person rushed to her and grabbed her shoulder, panting heavily and asking, "Are you injured? Are you okay?"