Chapter summary: Chapter 130 from the book Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby by Tessa Marlowe
Discover the most important events of Chapter 130, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby. With the engaging writing of Tessa Marlowe, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
“And like I said before, we grew up together. Let’s part on good terms. Don’t make this ugly.”
Linton’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her, his chest so tight it felt like he couldn’t breathe. His jaw was clenched so hard he could have drawn blood, the words forced through his teeth. “Liliana... is that really how you’ve seen me all this time? Is that what you think of our relationship?”
His usually calm, cool voice held an unsteadiness he couldn’t hide. His eyes were red, his handsome face so dark it seemed to drip with gloom.
Liliana met his gaze without flinching, her own eyes like ice. “Yes. That’s what I’ve always thought. Linton, can you honestly say I’m wrong?”
“I can.” His gaze was steady, filled with a complex, murky depth that she couldn’t decipher.
He seemed profoundly disappointed. In that moment, Linton felt all his strength drain away, leaving him unsteady on his feet. He looked at the stubborn resolve on Liliana’s face and let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh.
His cool voice was hoarse. “Liliana... I never imagined that this is what you’ve been thinking all these years.”
He stared at her, his grip tightening on her slender wrist as he took a step closer. “I think we have a serious misunderstanding about a lot of things. We need to—”
Logan wailed at the top of his lungs, rubbing his eyes with his fists, quickly drawing the attention of everyone around them.
Linton’s frown deepened, his head splitting with a sharp pain.
The scene had devolved into utter chaos, a tangled mess that couldn't be unraveled. Liliana found it all so absurdly funny, she almost laughed out loud. It was such a mess, they might as well just serve it up and drink it down. She looked at Linton with profound disappointment, her voice serious.
“If getting married to you means dealing with this kind of tacky, melodramatic soap opera every day, then for the ten-thousand-and-first time, I am grateful I came to my senses. My decision to break off the engagement before jumping into that dumpster fire was the right one.”

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