Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 162

Isabella couldn't leave the Cooper family. She had been adopted years ago, and her parents had saved his family. One couldn't just discard such a debt of gratitude.

So, he had to be the one to go. He would leave the family, severing any connection he had to Isabella.

He had run the Cooper Group for years, earning more than enough to ensure the family could support Isabella for the rest of her life.

Old Mr. Cooper was silent for a long time.

Of course, he had seen the announcement Liliana had posted about calling off the engagement.

The whole of Crownport was buzzing with the news. Even cooped up at home, it was impossible for the old man to miss it.

Old Mr. Cooper sighed heavily. "Is this because of Liliana?"

Linton said nothing.

His grandfather sighed again, this time with a note of resignation. "Before Old Mr. Hart passed, he often told me that you and Liliana weren't suited for each other. That you wouldn't last."

"The two of you... you're both too proud, as stubborn as mules. You'd rather break than bend. And you're both so strong-willed; once you've made up your minds, you stick to it, and neither of you can be persuaded otherwise."

Old Mr. Cooper spoke with genuine heartache. He was the last person who wanted to see things end this way for the young couple.

But what could be done?

It had already happened.

Things had reached a point where, just as Liliana had said, it was too late.

Whatever he did, whatever he said, it was all too late.

There was no going back.

After a moment of silence, Old Mr. Cooper asked seriously, "Linton, tell me the truth. What were Old Mr. Hart's final instructions to you?"

Linton's lips tightened into a thin line.

After a long pause, he said slowly, his voice raspy, "He told me that if the day ever came when Liliana wanted to leave me..."

Matthew Grayson, the eldest son of the Grayson family, a figure of serene grace, the first love of countless girls in Crownport, a refined and gentle young man.

He was as gentle and bright as a flawless moon, a stark contrast to Linton's own depraved, obsessive nature.

Linton’s eyes were stormy, his face drawn tight, cold enough to freeze over. He clenched his jaw, his voice dangerously low. "Don't think I didn't know. You were all secretly trying to set them up, thinking I wasn't good enough for her."

Old Mr. Cooper's anger flared. "Well, look at yourself now and tell me honestly, were we wrong? Weren't you unworthy? Isn't Matthew a better man than you?"

"Didn't she leave you because she was utterly disappointed in you?!"

Old Mr. Cooper had lost his temper now, too.

The pain in his heart was so sharp he almost blacked out.

Old Mr. Cooper took a moment to catch his breath, his voice turning heavy and hoarse. "Linton, it's not that I'm trying to lecture you..."

"But the reason you and Liliana are in this mess is entirely your own damn fault!"