Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 477 Lingering Troubles

Michael Cooper's brow furrowed upon hearing that Eva hadn't been eating well lately.

"Didn't David stop by?" he inquired.

Jane nodded, "He did."

After her response, a puzzled look crossed her face as she lifted her gaze to Michael Cooper. "But Mr. Cooper, what does that have to do with Ms. Hansen's issue?" She found Mr. Cooper's behavior quite odd.

Didn't he care a lot about Ms. Hansen? Shouldn't the most crucial matter at hand be her lack of appetite these days? Why bring up David?

Since David visited, she should have been reassured by the news of his safe departure, so why...

Michael Cooper pressed his lips together thinly, saying, "I'll go check on her."

"Alright."

Jane opened the door for him, allowing him to enter.

The Room

The curtains on the balcony were fully drawn, shrouding the room in dimness with just slivers of light sneaking through the gaps.

Using this faint light, Michael Cooper saw the room's interior.

All was calm and quiet, and Eva lay curled up in bed, with only the back of her dark-haired head peeking out from the covers.

Approaching, Michael initially intended to switch on the lamp but hesitated, not wanting to startle her, and ultimately decided against it, simply standing there watching her in silence.

She seemed to be in a deep sleep, yet her breathing was erratic, a sign of unrestful slumber as the doctor had mentioned. It appeared she was troubled by dreams, occasionally flinching as her eyelids and lashes trembled. Even her body shivered at intervals.

Michael, having stood there for just a quarter of an hour, saw her forehead dampened with cold sweat.

Michael's hands, hanging by his sides, involuntarily clenched into fists.

Why was this happening?

Surely, she knew he had left, didn't she?

Could it be that her heart was burdened with more than just this one matter?

After struggling internally, Michael decided not to wake her and turned to leave instead.

Jane waited a considerable time outside until Michael Cooper finally emerged, and she promptly asked, "Mr. Cooper, how is Ms. Hansen? Is she willing to eat anything now?" Michael pursed his lips, and his expression registered a touch of displeasure.

"She hasn't woken up yet. Keep a close eye on her and let me know the minute she does," he instructed, his tone carrying the weight of urgency.

Jane could only nod in response.

"Will do, Mr. Cooper."

As Michael Cooper left, his gaze inadvertently met David's from across the room. Catching his eye, Cooper gestured for him to come over. "Mr. Cooper."

"Come with me."

David cast a concerned glance back at Eva's room before hurrying to keep pace with Cooper.

In the study, the air was heavy with unspoken tension.

"Did you make sure the news of his safe departure reached her? And she believed it?"

David nodded. "Yes, I told Ms. Hansen right away. She didn't seem to doubt me; she believed it."

After saying that, David realized something, "What, Mr. Cooper doesn't believe me? Then are you going to tell her the news in person?"

Cooper fixed David with a steely glance. "The doctor mentioned she might have some internal conflicts and unresolved issues, which is why she's refusing to eat." Understanding the implication, David nodded.

"So what you're suggesting is, letting Mr. Blackwood go might resolve Ms. Hansen's issues. By telling her, we could break through, and she might start eating again."

Cooper didn't say a word, but his silence was confirmation enough.

"So, by that logic, Ms. Hansen should be on the mend now," David mused.

Cooper looked at him sharply.

"Is that so?" Michael Cooper's voice was cold and detached. "If her issue is resolved, why does she still refuse to eat?"

David knew about the morning efforts; Cooper had prepared a variety of food, but Eva had shown no appetite. At first, he thought she was just not a big eater, attributing her slim figure to small portions. But over the past few days, he realized it wasn't just that. It wasn't that her appetite was small; she barely had one. If he had noticed this, of course Cooper would have too. But it wasn't David's place to worry about these things.

Yet now, it seemed Cooper was at an impasse.

David, trying to offer a suggestion, tentatively spoke, "If Ms. Hansen is still reluctant to eat, could it be there's another issue we haven't addressed?"

"And what would that be?" Cooper's eyes narrowed, a clear challenge in his gaze.

Michael Cooper's question rendered David utterly speechless, and a tense silence fell over both men.

It took a while before David mustered the courage to speak up. "Honestly, no one knows Ms. Hansen's turmoil better than you, Mr. Cooper. You've known her since she was young, and nobody here is more aware of her true desires and aversions than you."

"David, are you schooling me?" Michael Cooper's voice carried a hint of reprimand.

David hung his head. "No, sir."

"Then go back and keep watch over her," Michael said dismissively, clearly not wanting to hear another word from him.

But David hesitated, rooted to the spot.

"Ms. Hansen's current state is still okay, Mr. Cooper it's not too late for you to call things quits now."

Meeting Michael's gaze squarely, David pressed on: "Considering how Ms. Hansen is faring now, I just don't want you to end up with regrets."

"What did you say?" Michael Cooper's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"I'm not cursing her or joking. How long do you think she can survive, with her health, if she keeps starving herself like this?"

That last remark struck a nerve. Michael was stunned into silence, taking a long time to respond.

"That's all I'm going to say. The rest is up to you, Mr. Cooper." With that, David didn't wait for Michael to dismiss him again. He had said his piece and turned to leave.

After David's departure, Michael's gaze dropped, and he seemed lost in thought. Sometime later, something crossed his mind, igniting his fury, and he swept everything off the table in a fit of rage.

A loud clatter broke the silence of the study.

A passing attendant, thinking something dire had happened, rushed in, asking, "Mr. Cooper, what happened? Are you alright?"

"Get out!"

The attendant, startled by Michael's demeanor, scampered out as if fleeing a ghost.

The commotion wasn't small; the word "get out" reverberated through the halls, signaling to the staff that Michael Cooper was in a thunderous mood. Everyone began treading on eggshells, wary of becoming the next target of his ire. Just when everyone thought Michael Cooper's rage would persist, the oblivious Jane scurried over, knocking on the door under the alarmed gazes around. "Mr. Cooper, Ms. Hansen is awake," she announced.

There was a brief silence inside, then Michael Cooper emerged, his face no longer twisted with anger, his voice considerably softer.

"She's awake? I'll go check."