Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 261 Feeling Suffocated

Ten minutes later, after ordering, Eva returned the menu to the waiter. "That's all," she said.

The waiter took the menu and nodded. "Alright."

After speaking, he intended to leave with the menu in hand.

Adrian, sitting across from Eva, remained silent.

The three of them sat at the table with a strange atmosphere.

Jacob had simply chosen to ignore it, so he felt fine at the moment.

Eva had no desire to converse with Adrian; she simply held her phone and looked up information.

Jacob couldn't help but sarcastically comment in his mind when he found out. She was a workaholic.

He used to think that Adrian was already a workaholic, but he didn't expect Eva to be even more serious than him.

The restaurant was bustling with people coming and going, and even the air was filled with a tantalizing spicy aroma, which was not friendly to Adrian's stomach. After about ten minutes, Eva's ordered dishes were served one by one.

Truly Mexican cuisine, as every dish that arrived was brightly red and filled with chili peppers.

Jacob enjoyed spicy food and found it appetizing.

So, as the dishes were brought out one by one, he had already started salivating, but because Adrian and Eva were sitting in front of him, he had to restrain himself. Once all the dishes were served, Eva said, "Let's start eating."

Jacob looked at her and realized she was addressing him.

So he secretly glanced at Adrian.

At first, he had no expression and didn't say a word, but now Adrian's face was as dark as a storm's eve.

He didn't touch his chopsticks, and Jacob didn't dare to either.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Eva urged, already starting to eat with her own chopsticks.

Only at this moment did Jacob pick up his chopsticks, then quietly said to Adrian, "Mr. Blackwood, let me see if there are any non-spicy dishes for you."

As a result, he searched the table for a long time but couldn't replace a single non-spicy dish.

Picking and choosing, by the end, Jacob's face didn't look too good.

He had a feeling that Eva was doing this intentionally.

She clearly knew that Mr. Blackwood had a stomach problem, yet she still suggested Mexican cuisine.

It would be okay if it was just Mexican cuisine, but she also ordered a table full of spicy dishes.

Thinking of this, Jacob put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but say to Eva, "Ms. Hansen, all the dishes you ordered are spicy, right? There are too many."

Upon hearing this, Eva looked at him as if it didn't matter.

"All the dishes in Mexican cuisine are spicy. If you don't like spicy food, what do you want to eat? Just eat quickly and go home to rest."

However, Eva ignored him after that.

Jacob didn't have the appetite to eat anymore. Meanwhile, Adrian sat there, his gaze fixed on Eva's face.

She had been looking after him, staring intently at him and giving him hot water on the plane. There was no reason for her to change her mindset before seeing his grandmother. He felt suffocated.

She completely disregarded her own physical condition.

After thinking for a moment, Adrian picked up the chopsticks, and Jacob widened his eyes as he saw Adrian about to pick up a piece of chicken at the front. However, before his chopsticks could touch it, Eva's chopsticks intercepted them. "What are you doing?" Adrian paused, looking up at her.

"Eating," he replied in a deep, muffled voice.

Eva furrowed her brows. "Did I ask you to eat this?"

Upon hearing that, Adrian's eyelashes trembled lightly. "You brought me here, didn't you want me to eat these?" That was his assumption, thinking she wanted to get back at him, since he had previously wronged her. Even though his heart felt heavy, he was ready to accept it if she really wanted to take revenge on him.

Just as he finished speaking, the waiter arrived with the last dish. "Sorry, miss. The cream of mushroom soup takes a little longer. Please take your time."

The waiter placed a small pot of cream of mushroom soup on the empty space to the left.

Seeing that pot of soup, Adrian's mind went blank for a moment. Jacob also froze. "Ms. Hansen?"

Eva looked at him with a surprised expression and chuckled. "Do I look that malicious to you? Do you really think I would let him eat these knowing he has a stomach problem?"

If she wanted something to happen to him, she could have simply ignored him without taking such a roundabout way.

But it was true that Eva deliberately brought him to a Mexican restaurant.

Wasn't it because he didn't eat properly without her?

So, let him drink this bland and tasteless cream of mushroom soup while she and Jacob enjoyed spicy dishes.

"No, no," Jacob quickly explained. The complicated emotions he had before suddenly cleared up.

Not to mention Adrian. He looked at that pot of steamy cream of mushroom soup, feeling conflicted.

Did she order it in advance?

Jacob quickly served a bowl of cream of mushroom soup for Adrian. "Mr. Blackwood, it's hot. You should let it cool down a bit. You should eat slowly because it wouldn't be good if it scalds your esophagus or stomach." Adrian looked at the cream of mushroom soup placed in front of him.

Although it was just a bowl of cream of mushroom soup, he felt that it was extremely precious at this moment.

In a place where no one else could see, Adrian's lips curled up slightly as he scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth.

It was a bit hot, so thinking of Jacob's words, Adrian waited for it to cool down before taking the second sip.

Seeing that he remained calm and didn't argue, and there was no sign of dissatisfaction on his face, not even the stimulation of good food seemed to affect him, Eva raised an eyebrow, impressed by his endurance.

After finishing dinner, Eva's originally rosy lips became even redder, while Jacob, who was beside her, was not as composed. Although it was winter, he was sweating profusely from the spiciness.

As they were leaving, he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tissue and looked at Eva, who was completely different from himself, and sighed, "Ms. Hansen, you can really handle spicy food."

Eva's lips curled up, but she remained silent.

In reality, she hadn't eaten much either.

Although she had been eating the whole time, she took very little food and instead drank tea. Adrian, on the other hand, finished the bowl of soup, despite the circumstances.

When Eva was about to return to her room at the hotel, Adrian stopped her. "We'll leave at 8 am sharp tomorrow."

Eva nodded and said, "Okay."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "Or maybe 7:30 am. I'd like to buy something before we go. It's my first time visiting my grandmother, and I can't go empty-handed, you know."

Though her grandmother had already passed away, Eva's expression turned unpleasant as she thought of certain things. Adrian could understand what she was thinking just by observing the change in her mood. He pursed his lips and comforted her, "Don't overthink it. Get some rest."