Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！

When Vivian's forehead was about to hit the steps, she realized she had gone too far with her playfulness.

She had only intended to fall, not expecting to disfigure herself.

Despite reaching out to protect her face, the fall was still disastrous. The sound of a thud resonated, catching the attention of everyone present.

"Vivian!" Her friends reacted and rushed over. At the same time, the other people in the private room also approached.

Eva stood in place, still holding her hand in the same position. She looked at her palm, her gaze narrowed. How did Vivian fall when she didn't even touch her? Did she twist her foot?

It wasn't until a cold voice sounded, "What's going on?" that Eva found a clue.

Adrian and Michael came over, and Adrian's gaze swept over Eva's disheveled hair.

His expression changed, reaching out to grasp her shoulders and straightening her body.

"Did she attack you?" In that instant, Eva froze, incredulously looking at the Adrian her. Was he seeing her first?

She had always thought that he only had eyes for Vivian. So, was this what John meant by urging her to see with her heart?

However, before she could delve into this thought, someone called out to him, "Mr. Blackwood, Vivian's face is bleeding!" Eva lifted her gaze to look at Adrian.

Their eyes met in his deep, dark gaze. He was also looking at her, as if conflicted and struggling.

Eva pursed her lips and remained calm and silent. See with her heart. If that's what he meant, then she would give it a try, just this once.

However, as soon as she had this thought, she felt the strength on her shoulders loosen. Her pupils contracted and her heart sank.

She glanced at his hand with the corner of her eye, and Adrian seemed to have noticed as well.

He whispered to her, "She's hurt, I'll go take a look."

Oh, so seeing with her heart is the same as this, huh?

Eva couldn't help but let out a self-mocking chuckle, taking it as her answer to Adrian's words.

Her reaction made Adrian furrow his brows, tightening his grip on her shoulders. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me."

the pressure on her shoulders eased, and Eva watched as Adrian turned and headed towards Vivian. The strength that had supported her shoulder seemed to have vanished, leaving her with no energy left. a pair of hands reached out from behind and supported her.

Eva was startled and turned her head.

Michael caught the subtle pain in her eyes, quietly pushed his glasses up, and smiled at her. "Are you okay?"

Eva remained silent and pursed her lips.

"Oh..." A stifled sob came from over there, drawing Eva's attention.

It was Vivian holding her forehead. The blood seeping through her fingers.

The red blood flowed from her fingertips and stuck to her fair skin, appearing striking and shocking.

Eva's eyebrows furrowed at the sight of so much blood, not expecting her injury to be so severe.

"It was Eva who pushed Vivian!" someone exclaimed from the crowd. All eyes turned towards Eva.

Julia, who was closest to Vivian, glared at Eva with malice and said, "That's right, it was her. Vivian ran over to talk to her, but she pushed Vivian away, causing her to stumble and hit the steps!"

As others heard this, they also remembered seeing Eva's hand pushing someone while they were coming towards them.

Was it Eva who pushed Vivian? If so, her injuries were severe...

Everyone looked at Eva, who stood there expressionless.

Adrian picked Vivian up from the ground and said with a cold expression, "Let's not worry about anything else for now, let's go to the hospital to treat the wounds."

He carried Vivian and walked past Eva. Vivian's friends followed closely behind.

Julia looked at Eva as she passed by, saying, "Let's see how you explain this now."

She limped away. The people who were in the private room earlier looked at each other awkwardly.

Today was supposed to be Michael's welcome party, but it had turned into such a mess that they could only apologize to him.

Michael just told them it was alright and asked them to go home. And they can gather again when they had time.

Everybody found it hard to stay any longer and went their separate ways.

As people dispersed, Eva also turned and walked towards the exit. Michael reached out and stopped her, saying, "Let me take you home."

Eva pushed his hand away and replied, "Thank you, but there's no need."

Without waiting for Michael's reaction, she continued walking.

When she passed a corner, she saw John standing there alone.

Their eyes met, and though John wanted to say something, Eva smiled at him and said, "I'll go first, we can meet again next time."

Those words stuck in her throat, and John nodded reluctantly, "Alright, take care."

"Thank you."

John watched that slender figure walking away until it disappeared from sight. He sighed and shook his head, feeling helpless. Was it true that these two had no fate?

***

The wind was strong and made Eva's face ache as it blew against her.

She sat alone on a stone bench outside the hotel, with a pair of Bluetooth earphones in her ears, listening to Emily cursing.

"Damn, these women have no shame. How can they do something like this? And that Vivian, she went all out, risking disfigurement just to frame you! That's impressive. I understand why it's so difficult to handle these women." "Why can't you beat her? She's so unbothered."

because Vivian had helped her before, even if Eva treated her as a love rival, it was impossible for them to be friends.

However, she still had a filter for her and didn't think Vivian would stoop so low.

But now, she was certain that her fingertips hadn't even touched Vivian's clothes.

So how did she fall?

Was it intentional to frame her, or was it an accident?

Doubts were still lingering in Eva's mind.

"Let's go to the hospital now and see what she says after," Emily said. "It's obvious. She did it just to frame you and drive a wedge between you and Adrian. She will panic and say it was her own fault, telling Adrian not to blame you but her for being unstable. Do you believe it?"

Eva remained silent.

"That's how cunning people are. I've seen plenty of them. It seems like I'm speaking up for you, but every single word is pointing at you as the culprit. Think about her motive. If she didn't want to frame you, why would she come to you?"