Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 459 Nausea

Michael Cooper, without any sign of distress, earnestly spoke these words as he looked at Eva before him. "Fiancé?"

Could he really be her fiancé? She had thought of him as a good friend, but it never crossed her mind that they could have such an intimate relationship. Why did it feel so strange?

Eva lowered her gaze and pursed her red lips in thought. If he really was her fiancé, why would she feel averse to his touch?

It didn't seem to make much sense.

"You don't believe me?"

Hearing this, Eva lifted her head to meet Michael Cooper's eyes, yet she didn't express whether she believed him or not.

"Eva, before you lost your memory, we had a fight and got upset with each other. You refused to talk to me; surely you're not still angry with me now that you've lost your memory?" Eva: "We had a fight?"

So, the physical resistance she felt was because they had a quarrel?

"Stop being difficult now. You need to rest and recover from your illness. Let me take care of you afterward, okay?"

For some reason, Eva felt that something was off.

She squinted her eyes, suspiciously scrutinizing him: "Are you really my fiancé?"

After speaking, she stared at Michael Cooper's face, wanting to gauge his reaction, but unfortunately, Michael Cooper's expression appeared normal, not as if he were lying. "You don't want to acknowledge your own fiancé just because of one fight?"

Eva didn't speak, appearing to be pondering deeply.

She remained silent, and Michael Cooper simply waited quietly.

After a while, Eva finally shook her head and said, "No, that's wrong. You are not my fiancé."

This statement shocked Michael Cooper. She was supposed to have lost her memory; how could she know he was not her fiancé?

As he hesitated about how to question her further, he heard Eva say to him quite seriously, "You are simply not my type."

Such a light statement, spoken casually from her lips, pierced deeply into Michael Cooper's heart.

Even without her memories, she evidently knew exactly what to say to hurt him.

And now, what she said was even more heartbreaking.

Because she remembered no one, there were no filters towards him it was purely a matter of preference.

After listening to her words, Michael Cooper fell silent for a long time before responding with, "Not all fiancées are engaged because of affection." "What?"

Eva hadn't heard him clearly because his voice was soft.

"Nothing," Michael Cooper tugged at his lips slightly, "I mean, you're still the same as before."

"The same as before? How was I before?"

"When we first met, you didn't like me. It took a lot of effort on my part to pursue you and win you over."

Because he followed up on his previous statement, this made Eva feel somewhat confused. Could he really be her fiancé?

"Eva, you can't just forget me because you've lost your memory, even deny my identity. We haven't broken up; it's not fair to me."

Eva frowned in thought-assuming what he said was true, it did seem quite unfair to him.

"Mm."

She uttered noncommittally, and Michael Cooper leaned toward her, "Don't be like this towards me, Eva."

Eva slightly furrowed her brows, "I..."

Although she realized that it might indeed be unfair to Michael Cooper, it seemed she just couldn't let him get close to her.

So when Michael Cooper moved closer, Eva instinctively dodged to the side.

Michael Cooper stopped his movement as he nearly reached her and then sighed helplessly.

"Alright, I know you have an aversion to me now that you've lost your memory, I can give you time."

Michael Cooper said softly, "I won't touch you until you have feelings for me again, but you can't keep resisting my identity, okay?"

He seemed to be negotiating with her. Eva did feel a bit resistant; she didn't really want to agree.

But she couldn't remember anything specific, so naturally, she didn't know why.

"Let's eat first when the meal comes, alright?"

Feeling that his attitude towards her wasn't too bad, Eva didn't resist and nodded her head.

"Okay."

Although she didn't seem very hungry.

Most importantly, even if she was resistant, she didn't know where to go at the moment. It would be best if her family members were by her side.

With this thought in mind, Eva asked, "By the way, where is my phone?"

Hearing this, "Michael Cooper's eyes darted, surprised that she was smart enough to ask for her phone at this time.

"It must have gotten lost when you were brought to the hospital; I couldn't replace it anywhere."

"Ah?"

"I was only focused on getting you to the hospital, so I have no idea where your phone is. I can buy you a new one later"

If the phone was lost, it would likely be picked up by someone soon, and there wasn't much else to do but buy a new one, so Eva could only nod her head. "Can you give me my parents' contact information then?"

"Why?" Michael Cooper raised an eyebrow at her, "Do you want to tell your uncle about the accident?"

"Uncle?"

"Um, you grew up with your uncle since you were little."

"And... what about my mother?"

This question was met with silence from Michael Cooper as he looked down without speaking.

His silence made Eva fall silent too.

Then suddenly, she felt a wave of sadness washing over her, and her brows knitted together.

So, did that mean she no longer had a mother?

"Eva, your mother..."

Michael Cooper paused mid-sentence, then continued, "Let's not talk about the past. In any case, you lived with your father afterward, and now your father has someone else." "What?" Eva was somewhat shocked upon hearing this; could it be her father had found a new partner?

Afterward, Michael Cooper informed her about the situation with her father, and by the end, Eva had completely dismissed the idea of contacting her own father.

Her father now had someone else by his side and even had children; wouldn't it be bothersome if she went looking for him?

Without reason, Eva was overtaken by sadness and didn't feel like talking anymore.

Probably a few minutes later, the meal delivery person arrived it was Krister, the same one she had seen earlier that day outside her hospital room.

After he brought in the meal, he laid it out on the table. The meal was prepared lavishly, with everything one could wish for, and the aroma of the food spread all around.

Listening to Michael Cooper saying she hasn't eaten since yesterday; one would think she'd replace the smell of the food appealing. But smelling the aroma, she surprisingly felt a bit nauseated