Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 170 Stomachache Attack

And why would this woman contact him at this time? He could probably guess the reason. She must just want to return the money he had given as a reward.

If it was such a meaningless reason, why should he bother? The money he had given out would never come back. The only thing he had gotten back was from that one time five years ago....

Thinking of returning to the room five years ago, those few checks he gave her and his mother's bank card, all put together right in front of him, shining brightly. Whether it was what he gave or what she demanded, not a single penny was spent.

She returned everything to him without reservation, as if declaring that from that moment on, they would each go their separate ways, and she owed him nothing.

Even though five years had passed, every time he thought of this matter... Adrian still had a heavy aura around him.

A merciless woman.

The lunch was left out for too long, resulting in a peculiarly bad taste.

Jacob watched as Adrian only took a few bites before putting down his chopsticks.

"Mr. Blackwood, we have another meeting in the afternoon. Please have a little more to eat."

But Adrian responded only with the sound of his bedroom door closing.

Jacob stood there, looking at the remaining dishes on the table, sighed lightly, and then made a call to have the staff remove them.

By the end of the afternoon meeting, Adrian had grown even deeper.

When leaving the meeting room, Adrian rubbed his slightly throbbing temples and asked in a deep voice, "Do we have any plans for the evening?"

Jacob shook his head, his expression somewhat worried.

"Mr. Blackwood, we have no plans for the evening. You can go back to the hotel and rest now. Is your stomach alright?"

Adrian's expression remained indifferent. "What could possibly be wrong?"

However, his unfavorable complexion had already revealed his physical discomfort. Worrying about Adrian, Jacob started contemplating what kind of meal to order for him in the evening.

On the way back, Adrian closed his eyes to relax, probably due to exhaustion.

Jacob was organizing the documents from today's meeting in the car. When he felt overwhelmed, he turned his head to take a look at Adrian.

His complexion was not good.

It wasn't great during the afternoon meeting, but now it was even worse.

Could it be a stomach problem?

After this thought crossed Jacob's mind, he became instantly anxious. He wanted to ask but was afraid of disturbing Adrian's rest. After thinking it through, he decided to keep silent.

He could only message the intern who had gone out to handle some other matters in the afternoon. She had already returned to the hotel and was asked to prepare Adrian's stomach medicine in advance.

Just as they were about to reach the hotel, Jacob unexpectedly received a call from the head of their cooperating company.

"Brent, are you about to arrive at the hotel?"

"We're almost there. Is something wrong?"

The other person laughed deeply, sounding like a cunning old fox.

"No, nothing. I've prepared a surprise for Mr. Blackwood at the hotel. Let him enjoy it."

"A surprise?"

After a tiring day of meetings, what surprise could they possibly prepare at this late hour? Not to mention that Mr. Blackwood seemed to be experiencing stomach issues. Jacob remained speechless and sighed after ending the call. He glanced at Adrian and felt a sense of helplessness.

When they reached the hotel and entered the elevator, Jacob finally relayed the conversation from the phone to Adrian, whose expression had turned grim.

After hearing the relaying, Adrian remained expressionless, and his breath became somewhat unstable.

Unbeknownst to Jacob, he was genuinely contemplating.

He had no idea what surprise the other party had prepared for their Mr. Blackwood. Could it be a gift? But Mr. Blackwood already had so much wealth, he didn't lack anything. All those previous collaborations...

In this situation, because they were eager to collaborate, many people sent gifts, such as various vintage wines and gemstones.

But little did they know, when Mr. Blackwood discussed collaboration, it was purely about the business capabilities and not about the gifts received. Therefore, all those gifts that were sent over were returned in the exact same condition. The collaboration was almost finalized, only the contract needed to be signed, yet the other party still insisted on the gift-giving ritual. It was truly baffling.

Lost in his thoughts, Jacob had already followed Adrian to the hotel room.

Jacob immediately took out the room card and swiped it for him.

"Mr. Blackwood, please."

Adrian pursed his thin lips and walked in. However, as soon as he entered the foyer, he came to an abrupt halt.

Seeing him standing still, Jacob curiously asked, "Mr. Blackwood, what's wrong?"

Just as he finished speaking, the tall figure in front of him took a few steps back and exited the room. Jacob: "?"

"The smell isn't right," Adrian said, his breathing unsteady.

"Huh? What smell?" The assistant immediately leaned in and took a whiff, but couldn't detect anything.

Adrian's forehead was already perspiring, and he could only say with a stern face, "Go in a bit more."

Jacob didn't sense the problem and continued moving forward, sniffing carefully. He said, "Mr. Blackwood, it seems like there's nothing wrong."

Adrian regarded him with a skeptical gaze. "...Take a few more steps inside."

"Alright."

If the boss gave the order, how could he dare not follow? He could only continue stepping forward. Adrian stood outside the door, his gaze cold and indifferent, as if waiting for something.

After taking a few steps, Jacob started feeling uneasy and turned around to seek Adrian's guidance through his eyes.

Adrian raised his chin slightly, signaling him to keep going.

Jacob could only proceed.

In fact, up until this moment, he was still clueless about what was happening. Wasn't the room perfectly fine? What could possibly be wrong?

Could there be an intruder?

Lost in thought, Jacob suddenly felt a darkness enveloping him, and a fair figure, emitting a strong fragrance, pounced on him, clinging tightly to his body. Before he could react, the blonde bombshell had already nestled herself in his embrace.

By the time Jacob regained his senses, he realized that he now had a stunning, golden-haired woman hanging onto him intimately.

Jacob: "???"

The blonde bombshell's hand hooked around his neck, pressing closely against him, her body revealing alluring curves, as she affectionately called out to him.

His face reddened, and he finally understood what surprise and gift the CEO of the collaborating party had referred to!

So, it was this woman right in front of him!

He also finally understood why Adrian had mentioned a different smell as soon as they entered the room.

At this moment, the intoxicating scent emanating from the blonde bombshell overwhelmed him.

"My dear!" the blonde bombshell affectionately called out to him.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Jacob struggled to free himself from the fiery embrace.

The blonde girl pushed open the door. Adrian, who had been standing outside without entering, frowned slightly and took a few steps back, keeping his distance. His forehead had been sweaty before, but now even the tip of his nose had a thin layer of sweat, and his complexion was slightly pale.

Jacob exerted a great deal of effort to pull the girl away, then heard Adrian's cold voice saying, "Get rid of her quickly." Although Jacob was in a hurry, he could tell that Adrian's tone and condition were off.

While holding onto the girl's wrist, Jacob turned his head and glanced at Adrian, who was leaning against the wall, clutching his stomach, his face pale.

"Mr. Blackwood!"