Chapter 8
Eva’s heart was in turmoil. Adrian was the father of the child; he should know about its existence. But… she was truly afraid that if she revealed the truth, he would coldly force her to abort the child! These past few days, she had been dreaming frequently, and the scenes in her dreams made her break out in cold sweat. “Since yesterday, you’ve been acting strange,” Adrian sighed. “You’re sick, but you neither take medicine nor get injections.” “If there’s something going on, you can tell me p>
Eva was contemplating how to respond when a servant came in with food, giving her an excuse to go over and eat.
Since she was still ill, the servant had prepared light food for her.
Eva had little appetite and only ate a few bites before setting aside the bowl. The servant quickly came over to clean up.
Adrian watched from the side, his thin lips pressed into a tight line.
He couldn’t tell if it was just his illusion, but he felt that something was very off with Eva.
The more Adrian thought about it, the more restless he became. For a moment, he felt a lack of adequate ventilation in the room and turned to leave. Before bed, the servant brought another bowl of medicine.
Eva said directly, “I don’t want to drink it. You don’t need to bring me any more medicine in the future p>
The servant blinked in confusion and walked out of the bedroom.
Adrian did not return.
The bedroom was quiet, with only her in it.
He didn’t come back p>
It was quite obvious where he had gone.
Eva lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and only one thought remained in her mind.
If she had been the one to save him back then, would they divorce now?
But… there were no “ifs p>
Eva fell into a deep sleep again, and in the middle of the night, she vaguely felt the bed beside her sink.
Had he come back?
However, her consciousness was soon swallowed by the darkness.
The next morning, when Eva woke up and turned over, her first reaction was to reach out and touch the spot beside her. It was cold.
Eva pressed her red lips together, the light in her eyes gradually dimming.
Early in the morning, the servant brought breakfast and another bowl of medicine.
As soon as she finished washing up, she smelled the strong scent of medicine and frowned.
“Mrs. Blackwood, this medicine p>
Eva, unable to bear it any longer, spoke sternly.
“I said I don’t want this medicine. Why is it here again p>
She was usually gentle, and her sudden sternness left the servant stunned.
Eva realized she had lost her temper and quickly regained her composure, rubbing her temples. “I’m sorry, I’m not feeling well. Please take it away p>
The servant could only take the medicine downstairs.
Back in the kitchen, the butler saw the full bowl of medicine being brought back and frowned. “Mrs. Blackwood still won’t take the medicine p>
The servant nodded and recounted what had happened.
Noting a hint of displeasure in her tone, the butler said sternly, “You know how well Mrs. Blackwood usually treats you. She’s probably just in a bad mood because she’s sick. Don’t hold a grudge against her for this.” The servant blushed at the butler’s reprimand and quickly shook her head.
At that moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
“She still won’t take the medicine p>
The butler and the servant were startled and looked up at the speaker.
“Mr. Blackwood p>
Adrian stood solemnly, holding his suit and car keys. He had already had breakfast and was about to leave for the company. As he passed by, he noticed the untouched bowl of medicine on the tray and stopped to ask. The butler nodded. “Yes, Mr. Blackwood p>
Then, as if remembering something, the butler asked, “Mr. Blackwood, what is the effect of this medicine p>
“It’s for reducing fever p>
So it was just fever medicine p>
The butler heaved a sigh of relief. He had been worried that something grave had befallen Mrs. Blackwood. Given that it was just fever medicine, it wasn’t a big deal.
However, the servant seemed surprised and blurted out, “So it’s just fever medicine. I was scared. I thought it was p>
Before she could finish, both the butler and Adrian’s gazes turned to her.
“What do you mean?” Adrian asked coldly.
He was always perceptive and immediately sensed that the servant’s unfinished words held significant information.
“Explain yourself p>
Startled by his sharp, eagle-like gaze, the servant lowered her head and said softly, “I… I’m not really sure. I just saw what looked like a hospital report in the bathroom trash can yesterday.” Hearing this, Adrian narrowed his eyes.
“What report p>
The servant shook her head. “I’m not sure. It was torn into pieces and seemed to have been soaked by rain. I only saw the words ‘report’ by chance while cleaning p>
Adrian asked, “Where is the report p>
His intuition told him that this report might be hiding Eva’s secret!