Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！

"Congratulations, you're pregnant. The baby is healthy."

Eva clutched the report in her hand, her expression somewhat stunned.

Pregnant? Eva was both surprised and delighted, unable to believe it.

Upon emerging from the hospital, a gentle drizzle began outside. Eva caressed her abdomen.

There was already a new life. It was the child of her and Adrian Blackwood.

Her phone vibrated. She took it out and glanced at it; it was a message from Adrian.

Adrian: [It's raining. Bring an umbrella to this address.]

Eva glanced at the address and realized it was a clubhouse.

Why was Adrian at the clubhouse? Didn't he say he had a meeting today?

Without hesitating much, Eva had the driver take her to the address.

The rain grew heavier. After getting out of the car, Eva told the driver to go back first, and she walked to the club entrance with an umbrella.

It was a billiards club, and the decor looked very upscale. Just as Eva was about to enter, she was intercepted.

"Sorry, miss, please show your club card."

Eva had no choice but to step back and stand at the entrance, sending a message to Adrian.

[I'm here. How much longer will you finish your work? I'm waiting downstairs.]

After sending the message, she stood nearby with her umbrella, gazing at the rain, her mind on the pregnancy report.

Should she tell him about the pregnancy as soon as he came out? Or wait until his birthday to give him a surprise?

Eva was lost in thought, unaware that she had become the subject of amusement for those upstairs.

A group of people leaned against the window, looking at the figure below.

"Adrian, your wife is quite dutiful. You asked her to bring an umbrella, and she really did. Does she really think you'd get wet without one?"

"She really loves you, doesn't she?"

"Nonsense," a lazy, deep voice came from the corner of the room.

The man was tall with long legs, a cold and handsome face, and a pallid complexion. His slightly upturned eyes were particularly captivating. Adorned in a bespoke gray suit, he sat with his elongated legs elegantly crossed.

He raised his hand slightly, the luxurious and exquisite watch on his wrist catching the eye. He said coldly, "Give it back."

His friend had no choice but to return his phone. Earlier, they had deliberately played a prank on Adrian, taking his phone and sending Eva a message to bring an umbrella.

"Is the prank over so soon? Boring," Adrian's friend sighed.

"Alright, stop teasing Adrian," said the girl sitting next to Adrian softly. She wore a flowing white dress, her appearance beautiful and gentle.

"Oh, is Vivian feeling sorry for him?" The friends teased immediately.

"Indeed, it is Vivian who cares about Adrian most," someone said, covering his mouth and laughing. "And Adrian cares most about Vivian too, right?"

Hearing this, Vivian Morrison instinctively looked at Adrian. Seeing that he didn't deny it, she shyly lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Seeing this, the onlookers teased even more. Adrian said nothing, lowering his eyes and quickly sending a message back to Eva.

[The umbrella is not needed. You can go back.]

When Eva received this message, she was a bit puzzled and replied: [Is something wrong?]

She lowered her eyes and waited for a while, but Adrian didn't reply.

Perhaps he was really busy.

Eva decided to go back.

"Wait," someone called from behind. Eva turned around to see two fashionably dressed girls walking towards her.

The taller one glanced at her disdainfully and asked, "Are you Eva?"

Seeing the hostility written all over their faces, Eva didn't bother to be polite. She replied calmly, "And you are?"

"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that Vivian is back. If you're clever enough, then get away from Adrian."

Eva's pupils contracted.

How long had it been since she heard the name Vivian? So long that she had almost forgotten that such a person even existed.

"You've been playing the fake Mrs. Blackwood for two years. Do you really think that position is yours?" The girl rolled her eyes in mockery.

Eva bit her lower lip, her face pale, and the fingers holding the umbrella turned pale from exertion.

"Are you unwilling to give up? Do you still want to compete with Vivian?"

Eva turned and walked away, not listening to them any longer.

Their cursing was drowned out by the rain.

When she returned to the Blackwood family, the butler was startled by her woeful appearance and exclaimed, "Mrs. Blackwood! How did you get so soaked? Come in quickly."

Eva, numb from the cold, was immediately wrapped in a large towel by the servants as soon as she entered the house. They surrounded her, drying her hair.

"Hurry up, prepare a hot bath for Mrs. Blackwood!"

"And make a bowl of Nutrition Soup."

The servants were in a frenzy because Eva was drenched, so no one noticed a car entering the gate. Shortly after, a tall figure appeared at the door.

"What is going on?" A cold voice rang out.

Hearing this voice, Eva's eyelashes trembled as she sat on the sofa. Why was he back? At this time, he should be with his Vivian, right?

"Mr. Blackwood, Mrs. Blackwood got caught in the rain."

Adrian's eyes fell on the petite figure on the sofa, and he walked over with long strides.

Seeing her appearance, Adrian frowned with displeasure.

At this moment, Eva looked pitiful, her soft hair clinging wetly to her pale skin, and her usually rosy lips were devoid of color.

"What happened to you?" Adrian frowned, his tone not pleasant.

Eva struggled to control her emotions before looking up and forcing a pale smile at Adrian. She explained, "My phone died, and on the way back, I saw a child without an umbrella."

Adrian's gaze suddenly turned cold.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Eva's smile froze on her lips.

"He forgot his umbrella, so you gave him yours and left yourself to the mercy of the downpour? At your age, why engage in such foolish acts? Are you reveling in self-sacrifice, perhaps?"

The servants around them exchanged glances, none daring to speak.

Eva lowered her eyes, a mist of tears blurring her vision.

She said nothing, holding back her tears with all her might.

Only when Adrian came over and cradled her in his arms did the tears drop onto the back of her hand.

Seeing her tears, Adrian froze, his frown deepening.

"Why are you crying?"