Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 415 Let Her Come Over

She softened and approached him on her own.

She even coaxed him in a gentle tone.

"I was harsh earlier, and I apologize. To think you're injured like this because of me... I shouldn't have spoken to you that way. Let me see your injury now, okay?"

She spoke soothingly, in a way she hadn't since they reunited. Hearing the change in her voice, Adrian felt a tug at his heartstrings, easing them.

He had been missing her terribly, and now, as he watched her lips move in front of him, the color in his eyes deepened instantly.

Swallowing hard, He suddenly reached out, pulling her toward him as he leaned in.

"You don't have to apologize to me." Adrian said with a voice so hoarse it was almost a whisper, his hot breath closing in on Eva.

Eva's eyelashes fluttered as he leaned in, about to kiss her, but the overpowering scent of blood invaded her senses, startling her back to clarity.

Before their lips could meet, Eva instinctively put her hand between them.

Adrian's movement paused, clearly not expecting her to block him. After a brief two or three seconds, he didn't pull away but instead kissed the palm of her hand.

The tender sensation almost made Eva withdraw her hand, but before she could react, Adrian quickly pulled back, the hand around her waist also retreating as if swiftly detaching himself from the emotion. He spoke indifferently, "I'll clean up and come back in a bit."

With that, he turned and walked away.

It wasn't until the door closed behind him that Eva came to her senses.

He hadn't shown her his wound, not only that, he had rather audaciously taken a liberty with her.

At the thought, Eva lowered her gaze to the palm he had kissed, where the trace of his breath seemed to linger.

She remained standing for a while before remembering to follow him.

Upon opening the door and stepping out, Adrian's figure was nowhere to be seen. She hadn't expected him to disappear that quickly.

Closing her own room's door, she proceeded down the corridor to ask the patrolling guards where he had gone.

"Excuse me, where did Adrian go? He just left."

"Ms. Hansen, Mr. Blackwood went down the hallway to the left."

Eva's gaze briefly swept over to the corridor on the left, after which she thanked the man. He promptly replied, "No need for thanks, Ms. Hansen." Walking down the corridor, Eva spotted Jacob hurrying with the doctor they'd seen earlier into a room.

From that mere glance, Eva was certain that the doctor was there to see Adrian.

He must have been seriously hurt and wanted to keep it from her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have suddenly left and bolted out on his own.

With this thought, Eva quietly followed them.

Fortunately, after Jacob led the doctor inside, they didn't close the door completely. Thus, as Eva approached, she could clearly hear the voices coming from within. "Mr. Blackwood, where are you injured? Let me take a look. The wound needs to be disinfected."

A moment of silence followed, soon replaced by the sound of both the doctor and Jacob sharply inhaling.

"How could it be so severe?" Jacob exclaimed, his voice tinged with frustration and anger as he cursed Adrian's adversary, "That damned Michael, did he do this?" But all that came in response was a muffled groan.

The doctor frowned as he cleaned the wound. "Mr. Blackwood, after your wound is cleaned, you should avoid getting it wet for the next few days, otherwise, the infection could worsen." Adrian sat with little reaction. Aside from an initial pained grunt when he was caught off guard, he had been enduring the pain silently.

Jacob stood by, and if it weren't for the beads of cold sweat rolling down Adrian's forehead, highlighting the taut veins, he might have thought the wound wasn't painful.

But how could it not be? The wound was so deep, merely a glance at it was terrifying.

"Mr. Blackwood, does Ms. Hansen know you're injured like this? I heard that you went to Ms. Hansen immediately after returning without tending to your wound." Adrian hesitated briefly before pressing his thin lips together, then replied, "She knows I'm injured, but she hasn't seen the wound."

Hearing this, Jacob breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good to hear. The state of your wound is truly frightening. It would be best if Ms. Hansen doesn't see it."

No sooner had he spoken, than an inquiring voice came from the doorway.

"Really? What kind of wound is it that you don't dare let me see? I'm quite curious to see just how scary it can be."

The sudden appearance of a female voice drew their attention immediately.

Upon seeing who it was, Jacob's face changed, and he quickly stepped forward to block her.

"Ms. Hansen, what are you doing here?"

Adrian was also quickly fastening the buttons of his clothes, concealing the wound that the doctor had only half-treated.

The doctor paused, sighing helplessly in a low voice, "Mr. Blackwood, your wound hasn't been fully treated yet."

"I know." His voice lowered, he cast a coercive glance at the doctor, "I'll have it treated later, remember to cover for me in a while."

The doctor thought, "With the wound being this severe, how am I supposed to cover for him? Isn't treating the wound the priority?"

But since Adrian was his employer, and the wound wasn't life-threatening, the doctor didn't say anything more as putting off the treatment for a short while wouldn't pose a danger.

He stood to the side, arms folded, quietly waiting.

On the side, Eva's gaze grew a fraction colder looking at Jacob blocking her path.

"Can't I come over? Jacob, didn't you say you would tell me immediately once there was any news?"

"Yes, Ms. Hansen, hasn't Mr. Blackwood just returned? I haven't had the chance to inform you."

Eva looked at him, her lips twitching slightly, "That's right, you're so busy you obviously wouldn't have spare time to notify me, so I came by myself."

It seemed Jacob had fallen into a trap Ms. Hansen had set.

While he was dazed, Eva walked past him. Realizing what had happened, Jacob quickly moved to stop her.

"Ms. Hansen, Mr. Blackwood is getting his wound treated, and the scene is somewhat gruesome, perhaps... you shouldn't look."

"I'd like to see just how gruesome it is." Eva's gaze met Jacob's blockage. "When he had severe gastric bleeding back in our country, didn't you beg me to see him, fearing he might die? Now that he's injured, I can't see him?" "Ms. Hansen," Jacob smiled awkwardly, "It's not that you can't look, it's just Mr. Blackwood..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a resigned voice came from inside, "Let her come."