Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 326 Is this reason enough?

Given the dire situation, Dylan had no reason to refuse; he could only nod vigorously. "I can."

"Good, then you and Ruby help out. I'll take you to the hospital now."

"Mm."

Seeing that he agreed, Adrian shifted his gaze to the unconscious Eva. Her forehead was stained with blood, starkly contrasting against her pale skin, making it a horrifying sight.

Adrian carefully laid her down, readjusted her position, and had the two children protect her on either side, afraid that she might fall off her seat while he drove.

After completing all this, Adrian finally got out of the back of the car.

After closing the door, Dylan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Then, he protected Eva's head with his small hands and whispered softly, "Mommy, don't worry, you'll be fine."

Ruby was also crying, her previously playful and adorable eyes now filled with tears. Large teardrops rolled down from her cheeks, landing on Eva's feet.

"Ruby, don't cry." Dylan's voice came from beside her.

Hearing that, Ruby raised her head, her tearful eyes blurry.

"But... Will Mommy die?"

The word "die" scared Dylan enough that his expression changed when he turned to look at her.

"Ruby, don't talk nonsense!"

Ruby was startled by his reaction and started sobbing.

"But..."

"Mummy just injured her forehead, she won't die!"

The car pulled out onto the road, Adrian's driving was fast but steady. He saw the two little ones protecting each other and their mother through the rearview mirror and he listened to their conversation. It felt like a crack in his heart. He frowned, his voice heavy.

"Dylan, Ruby... I won't let anything happen to your mummy, trust me."

Those last two words were said with great difficulty.

Dylan didn't respond, he lowered his gaze and looked at the blood on Eva's forehead, appearing unhappy.

But it was Ruby who angrily spoke to Adrian at this moment, "Uncle NightA, I hate you."

Upon hearing this, Adrian's grip on the steering wheel faltered, but after a moment, a bitter smile appeared on his lips, "If you hate me, then hate me. Let's just get to the hospital quickly to get your mummy looked after." With her mummy being injured like this, what right did he have to make his daughter not hate him?

Clearly, right in front of his own eyes, he failed to protect his woman, and even his daughter was almost hurt.

At this moment, Adrian's guilt had reached its peak.

But guilt was of no use now. He quickly shifted his focus, driving seriously.

Unfortunately, his residence was far from the hospital, and even the nearest hospital would take nearly thirty minutes to reach.

Adrian was extremely anxious, even running two red lights on the way, until a police car caught up with him.

After the police car forced him to stop, Adrian was frustrated, wanting to smash the steering wheel. But thinking that Eva was still unconscious and injured, getting into a conflict with someone at this time would only waste time.

So, he voluntarily rolled down the window and immediately said to the approaching police officer, "Sorry, my wife is injured and unconscious. I need assistance."

Because he ran a red light and accelerated, the patrolling police car happened to encounter him. They originally thought the driver was up to something, but who would have known that the person who rolled down the window would say such words.

The police officer immediately looked back and indeed saw an unconscious woman lying on the back seat, her forehead bleeding.

In addition, there were two children with red, tear-filled eyes.

They immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and said solemnly, "Please follow us."

The police officers cleared the way for Adrian, opened the path in advance, and proactively contacted the nearest hospital.

With the help of the police, the car finally arrived at the hospital earlier than expected.

As soon as they got out of the car, Adrian quickly took Eva out of the car and rushed into the hospital, with the two children running behind him.

After some commotion, Eva was finally taken to the emergency room.

Family members were not allowed in the emergency room, so Adrian could only wait outside with the two children.

There was no one next to the emergency room at the moment, and the corridor was also empty. Adrian held Dylan and Ruby by his side and sat down.

"Settle down. We'll wait here for a while." Adrian said to the children. Dylan nodded. He understood and remained silent, not arguing with him, but also not sitting next to him. Instead, he chose a spot farther away.

Adrian knew what he was thinking. Seeing that Dylan was not too far away, within his line of sight, he didn't insist on anything further.

On the other hand, Ruby approached him on her own initiative.

Adrian was initially surprised, thinking that she had forgiven him. Little did he know that after Ruby walked up to him, she raised her little hand and punched his thigh with her fist. "Uncle NightA, I dislike you!"

Her punches fell on his thigh like raindrops.

Adrian looked at her tear-streaked face and felt a pang in his chest. He silently sat there and let her hit and scold him.

It was only when the little one got tired of hitting him that Adrian caught her small hand.

"Alright, are you tired of hitting me now? Stop now."

Ruby struggled for a moment but couldn't break free. In a huff, she said, "Let me go, Uncle NightA!"

Adrian glanced at her expression helplessly. "Then promise me that you won't hit again, and I'll let you go."

Ruby burst into tears and started dropping crocodile tears in front of Adrian.

"Uncle NightA is a bad person. It's his fault Mommy is like this and now he won't let me hit him."

As she cried, Adrian felt utterly powerless.

He used to feel afraid of Eva's tears, even thinking that no one else's tears in this world could shake his heart.

But today... he realized that when the two little ones cried, he instantly had this absurd thought that the whole world was wrong.

Ruby cried relentlessly, prompting Adrian to release her hand and squat in front of her, offering his face.

"Alright, I'll let you hit me, Ruby can vent, but don't hit my legs, hit my face, okay?"

He had lost some weight over the years, and there was barely any flesh on his legs. If Ruby continued hitting his leg with her fist, she would only harm herself.

But if she hit his face, the situation might be better for her.

If someone saw Adrian squatting in front of a child and willingly letting the child slap him, they would probably be shocked beyond belief.

However, after he mentioned hitting his face, Ruby stopped crying and stared at him with a pouting expression.

"Why must I hit your face? I want to hit your legs. Can't I?"

The little one innocently thought that Adrian allowed her to hit his face because he assumed hitting his legs would hurt.

Adrian smiled helplessly. "Because I'm squatting down, it's easier for you to hit my face. Is that reason enough?"