Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！
Chapter 498 Distorted Mindset

"Mr. Cooper, while Ms. Hansen's health is still manageable, why not let her go? Consider it fulfilling her wishes as well as your own..."

"Afterward, when Ms. Hansen regains her memory, she will still remember the kindness you showed her, and you won't become enemies. Most importantly, haven't you always wished for Ms. Hansen's well-being?" Even though David had said his piece, he continued to press the issue, "Don't wait until something truly happens to Ms. Hansen, by then even if you want to make amends, it would be too late."

"Enough!"

Michael Cooper, who had seemed somewhat moved before, suddenly erupted, cutting him off with a look of icy hostility.

"Who asked you to say these things? Do you think you can persuade me? David, the person you follow is me, not Adrian Blackwood!"

David noticed that Michael Cooper seemed to be losing control of his emotions.

Ever since....the frequency of his emotional outbursts had been increasing.

Perhaps it was remembering the incidents that had occurred around him that caused David not to feel angry at this moment, but rather to respond calmly, "Indeed, I don't follow Mr. Blackwood, but Mr. Blackwood has also shown you mercy, hasn't he?"

"Don't you remember how severely he was injured back then, and why you're standing here now? I think you know quite well, Mr. Cooper. Both Mr. Blackwood and Ms. Hansen have always treated you as a friend."

"Friend?" Michael Cooper chewed on the word as a cold grin spread across his face, "Someone who competes with me for a woman? What kind of friend is that?"

"Competing for a woman?" David unapologetically dismantled his narrative, "Mr. Cooper, Ms. Hansen was with Mr. Blackwood first."

"So what? When he told that young girl in front of her face that the place by his side could only be reserved for Vivian Morrison, did he think about how she felt?" David fell silent.

It took a while before he spoke again.

"I don't know the specifics of your past, but it's clear that they both have hope that you will choose to turn back and make things right. And I know many things cannot be forced; coercion only leads to pain for everyone involved." Michael Cooper walked away once more.

David stood alone, silently sighing deeply after some time.

This night was one of the better nights of sleep Eva had gotten since losing her memory.

She even dreamed a lovely dream, featuring her two adorable and precocious children, clinging to each arm and calling her 'mommy'. Eva was overjoyed in the dream; she hugged and kissed the children on both sides while pinching their cheeks. She spent the entire night enveloped in the joy of embracing her little ones.

Upon waking and realizing it was only a dream, Eva felt an emptiness inside. Yet that void was filled with a strange satisfaction. She knew once she left this place, she would see her children.

But in her dream, there were two kids-a boy and a girl. David had told her she had a child but had not mentioned how many. Had she actually dreamt of two children, or was it just her own imagination?

She made a mental note to ask David at the first opportunity.

Eva turned over and closed her eyes again, savoring the memory of holding the children in her dream as she felt a warmth well up inside her.

A smile slowly spread across her lips; she relished this sensation.

There was noise outside it was Jane bringing breakfast for her. Realizing that it was time to eat, Eva didn't wait for Jane to call and got out of bed to get ready.

Compared to yesterday, Eva's condition seemed to be improving a great deal. Learning from experience, she ate slowly, only stopping once she felt close to full.

Jane watched her actions with quiet satisfaction, yet she dared not divulge too many details when Mr. Cooper asked her about Eva's condition.

It had been difficult enough to request a psychologist; what if Mr. Cooper decided Eva no longer needed one upon learning she was willing to eat something and then dismissed the psychologist altogether? The more Jane thought about it, the more convinced she became that she shouldn't tell Mr. Cooper.

Although Mr. Cooper was her employer, she believed that keeping this from him was for Eva's benefit. Right now, Mr. Cooper seemed to be in a weird state; if Eva was doing well, it was ultimately for Mr. Cooper's own good. After reassuring herself, Jane cleared away the dishes and left.

As she passed by the study, Michael Cooper stopped her, just as he had done before.

"How is she today?"

Jane had intended to move quickly, hoping to avoid Michael Cooper if possible. It took some courage to lie to one's employer after all.

Unexpectedly, Michael Cooper was waiting right there, making it impossible for her to escape.

She hesitated momentarily, looking at Michael Cooper with words on the tip of her tongue.

Before she could speak, however, Michael Cooper proactively asked, "Is it the same as before?"

Jane had just been contemplating how to answer without giving herself away, but now she saw there was no need for her to say anything-Michael Cooper had already assumed control of the narrative. Could it be that she wouldn't have to say anything at all?

That would be ideal; she really found it difficult to lie, and if Mr. Cooper could always preempt the conversation like this, then she wouldn't have to do anything.

Indeed, seeing her hesitation and silence, Michael Cooper, thinking Eva was still the same as before, waved his hand for her to leave without saying anything else.

Afterward, Jane truly breathed a sigh of relief.

She hoped she could keep bluffing like this until Eva's condition improved.

Michael Cooper stood deathly still as his face clouded over with darkness.

Eva showed no signs of a will to live, and there was still no news about the two children. David seemed to imply that he hadn't leaked any information, so who had let the secret slip?

If, by some chance... he couldn't replace the children and something truly happened to Eva.

At this thought, Michael Cooper's hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists involuntarily. He bit down on his lower lip fiercely, and the image from the day his mother committed suicide filled his mind.

So much blood... She lay there silently in a pool of it, unresponsive to the calls and cries around her.

In the end, she could only be laid in the cold coffin, incapable of smiling or showing any anger-devoid of all expressions, just lying there motionless.

When she began to unravel mentally due to his father's actions and vented to him, Michael Cooper started to hate his father. He despised him for not being responsible and for entering into marriage when he couldn't stay faithful. Why get married, have children, and start a family if you couldn't commit? Wouldn't everyone be spared pain if he simply stayed away?

He also harbored resentment towards his mother for losing herself over a man and for being so hard-hearted towards her own child. Either decide to leave him or don't interfere at all.

Under the influence of such events, Michael Cooper's mindset grew increasingly strange and twisted over the years.