Leaving While Pregnant：He Goes Crazy1-100

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Adrian’s expression hardened at Eva’s words. The sharpness in her voice struck him, and for a moment, he was at a loss. He hadn’t expected her to voice such doubts, especially not with the weight she carried behind them. The tension in the air thickened, as though the unspoken truths they’d both been avoiding had suddenly come to the surface.

He had been so focused on protecting her, on keeping the world at bay, that he hadn’t truly understood the depth of the burden she carried. To him, Eva had always been the strong, resilient woman who faced challenges head-on, someone who needed no one’s protection. But now, hearing the vulnerability in her words, he realized that he had underestimated the toll it had taken on her.

Eva continued, her voice quieter but no less determined. “I’ve worked so hard to prove that I’m capable on my own. But when everything is tied to a title I didn’t even ask for, it feels like I’ll always be seen as just that. The young mistress of the Blackwood family. That’s all people will ever care about.”

Adrian stood silent, his heart sinking as he saw the frustration and pain in her eyes. He had never wanted her to feel like that—small, insignificant, as though everything she had worked for was overshadowed by something as superficial as a title.

“Eva, you are more than that,” he finally said, his voice low but filled with sincerity. “You are someone who has built your own life, your own future. Don’t let anyone define you by something so trivial.”

But Eva shook her head. “It’s not that simple, Adrian. People see what they want to see. And without the Blackwood name, without that protection, I’m just… no one.”

The weight of her words hung heavy in the air, and Adrian couldn’t help but feel guilty. She was right, in some ways. The world didn’t look at her as Eva—just Eva. They saw her as an extension of him, as his young mistress or someone of value only because of him. It angered him, but more than that, it saddened him to know how deeply this had affected her.

“I never wanted to make you feel like this,” Adrian murmured, his tone softening. “I’ve always wanted you to stand on your own two feet, but I didn’t think about the consequences. I didn’t realize how much this title, this connection to the Blackwood family, was shaping how people saw you.”

Eva met his gaze, her eyes still clouded with frustration. “It’s not just about what people think, Adrian. It’s about the fact that I have to prove myself constantly, all the time, just to be seen as worthy. And every time you bring Vivian around, every time I see how people treat me because of her…” She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence, her voice faltering as the jealousy and resentment bubbled beneath the surface.

Adrian took a step closer, reaching for her hand, his grip gentle but firm. “I didn’t realize how hard it was for you,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry for that. But you’re not just a title, and you’re not just some ‘young mistress’—you’re someone I care about deeply, someone who deserves more than this. And if I’m part of the problem, I’ll fix it. I’ll make it right.”

Eva didn’t pull her hand away, but the tension in her body remained. She wanted to believe him, to believe that things could change, but the weight of everything that had happened between them made it hard.

“I don’t know if you can fix it, Adrian,” she whispered, her voice heavy with uncertainty. “I don’t know if I can fix it.”

His heart clenched at the sorrow in her voice. He had no answers, no solutions that would immediately solve everything. All he could do was stand by her, be there for her, and show her that she was more than what the world thought of her.

He gently lifted her chin with his hand, forcing her to meet his gaze. “We’ll figure it out together, Eva. I won’t let you do this alone.”

For a moment, Eva just stared at him, uncertainty still clouding her features. But as his words sank in, a small part of the burden she had been carrying seemed to ease, if only slightly. Maybe, just maybe, things could change.

But she wasn’t sure yet—wasn’t ready to fully let go of the hurt and resentment she’d held onto for so long.

The silence stretched between them, filled with so many unsaid things. Finally, Adrian broke it, his voice steady but laced with determination. “We’ll go back to the company tomorrow. I want to talk to Kris. I’ll make sure that no one disrespects you again.”

Eva looked at him, her chest tight. She wasn’t sure if that was what she needed, but hearing him say it made her feel something—a glimmer of hope, perhaps.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Adrian’s gaze softened, and for a brief moment, she saw the man she had once known so well—the man who had always been there for her. But there was still a distance between them, one that neither of them could bridge in an instant.

As they walked out into the night together, neither of them spoke further. There was so much left to say, but for now, they simply had to walk the path ahead, one step at a time.

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