Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy！

Eva remained silent.

Emily sighed when she realized that Eva hadn't responded for a long time.

"I know you have a bias feeling towards her because she has helped you. That has confined you within this mindset. But think about it, she had motives even for helping you.

Although, yes, she did help you and we should repay that favor when the opportunity arises, but let's be honest, just because she helped you in the past doesn't mean she won't harm you now." "I understand," Eva nodded.

Emily noticed her low spirits and suggested, "Why don't you come over to my place tonight? I can keep you company and we can talk all night. I can even take the day off tomorrow." "No need," Eva shook her head gently. "My grandmother is still at home; I can't not go back."

Moreover, what happened tonight had made Eva even more clearheaded. Despite hearing John's words, she still had a sliver of hope, which has now been shattered completely. Whose is at fault?

She blamed herself for foolishly nurturing impossible hopes.

"Alright, then go back quickly. Don't sit outside the hotel anymore. It's so windy and the sound of the wind hurts my ears. Aren't you feeling the cold?"

Eva couldn't help but smile at her best friend's thoughtfulness and replied softly, "Alright, I got it. I'll go back."

After Eva hung up the phone, she didn't leave immediately.

She closed her eyes and felt the cold breeze of the night.

It had really cooled down.

Yesterday, the weather forecast had predicted a significant drop in temperature, with a cold front approaching, warning everyone to keep warm.

When she went out in the evening, she hadn't felt the cold air yet.

But now, she truly and tangibly felt it.

Eva sniffed.

It was so cold.

Suddenly, it seemed like someone sat down next to her.

A warm coat was draped over Eva's shoulders, and the scent of tobacco lingered on his breath.

Eva opened her eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Michael's mellow voice came from beside her. He reached out to touch the wound on Eva's cheek, but just as his fingertips grazed her skin, she reflexively moved to the side, avoiding his touch. Michael's fingertips froze in the air.

That wound was caused by Julia scratching her hair, her nails breaking the skin and leaving a long trail of blood that reached up to her hairline. Earlier, it had been concealed by her disheveled hair. Now that her hair was tucked behind her ear, the wound was exposed.

Because of the strong wind, Eva hadn't felt the pain in the wound. It was only after Michael mentioned it that she realized she had a wound on her face too. "I'm fine," she said.

Only then did Michael retract his hand and looked at her somewhat helplessly.

"Why didn't you explain?"

"Is it necessary?" Eva's expression remained indifferent. "The person he holds dear, if I told him that she hurt me, would he believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Michael couldn't help but smile and say, "You're right. He has always valued Vivian since they were young. It's best not to explain."

After saying that, he couldn't help but reach out and rub the back of her head. "Let's go, we haven't eaten anything tonight, let me treat you to a late-night snack."

Eva noticed that Michael was different from when he was a child, and he didn't speak in such a subservient manner anymore.

"Vivian may have someone to care for her, but don't forget that you also have me. We grew up together as well."

Indeed, Michael and Eva did grow up together, but they met later in life. Eva had already known Adrian for many years by the time she met Michael, and she secretly had feelings for him. So, from then on, she considered everyone else as just friends.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Michael urged. "Get up, aren't you cold sitting here?"

Only now did Eva come back to her senses. She pursed her lips and said, "Let's forget about the late-night snack, I'm not hungry, and..."

"The farewell party turned out like this; don't you think I'm upset? Can't you consider it as compensation for me?"

With that said, Eva did feel a little guilty.

Tonight, was originally meant to welcome him back, but because of her and Vivian's incident, everyone ended up dispersing unhappily.

Although, she didn't start the incident on her own, she did have some responsibility.

After considering it for a moment, Eva nodded. "Alright."

Michael curled his lips and asked, "What do you feel like eating?"

Twenty minutes later,

The two of them were sitting in a seafood restaurant.

It wasn't very crowded for a late-night snack at this time, so the restaurant was empty. Eva chose a seat by the window and as she turned around, she noticed Michael standing there, looking somewhat lost.

Only then did Eva realize something and said, "I forgot, you've been abroad all this time, are you not used to eating this? Or do you want to take a look and decide what you want?"

Upon hearing this, Michael snapped out of his thoughts and smiled as he pushed up his glasses.

"It's not that I'm not used to it, I'm just used to Western cuisine from abroad, so seeing Chinese dishes suddenly feels warm."

While talking, Michael pulled up a chair in front of Eva and sat down.

Eva didn't know if what he said was true or not, but it was clear that his response was classy and gentlemanly.

The waiter came over to take their order after they sat down. Eva had originally wanted to order seafood congee, but when she looked at the pictures, she became worried that she might feel nauseous upon smelling the fishy smell, so in the end, she only ordered a small corn and vegetable congee.

After taking their orders, the waiter left.

Michael took out his own tissue, wiped the chopsticks clean for her, and handed them to her naturally, while saying, "Why do you like congee so much?"

Upon hearing this, Eva paused and couldn't help but look up at Michael.

Thinking of something, Eva asked, "Is that car yours?"

Michael smiled and nodded. "Yes."

Eva suddenly realized that the gaze she felt when she went downstairs to buy eight treasures congee that day was him, no wonder she always felt like someone was watching her back then.

"I thought it was just my imagination."

Michael laughed. "What imagination? Can you feel realistically, what you feel is pretty much true."

This sentence made Eva pause and look at Michael with astonishment, feeling that he had something else to say.

After thinking for a moment, she changed the topic.

"What about your car? And why don't you get out of the car? It's creepy just sitting there and staring at people, you know?"

"I guess I wanted to surprise you," Michael smiled and sighed.

"I heard you were working with the Blackwood family, so I came straight here after getting off the plane hoping to try my luck and see if I could run into you during your off hours."

At this point, he paused and smirked. "I've been lucky, Eva. It's not easy to see you after five years, but luckily I'm going to settle down in the country from now on, so we can see each other every day." Upon hearing this, Eva couldn't help but raise her eyes again, and just happened to see the gray tie clip, the tie clip that Eva had given him.

To be precise, it was Michael who forced her to spend money on it all those years ago, calling it his birthday gift because it was his birthday, so Eva couldn't refuse.

Just didn't expect that after so many years, he still wore that tie clip.