Summary of Chapter 177 – A turning point in Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby by Tessa Marlowe
Chapter 177 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby, written by Tessa Marlowe. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
Forced to swallow the chowder, Liliana felt a wave of nausea.
The kiss left her face flushed and her lips, tender and bruised from the ferocity of his assault, felt as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Tears welled in the corners of her eyes. She couldn't breathe, and her small hands pushed weakly against his broad, warm chest.
Linton, his eyes still closed, wasn't finished. He was like a parched traveler dying of thirst, and she was the only rain that could save him.
He was a desert finally meeting the storm.
He reluctantly opened his eyes, a fiery desire burning in their depths. A smile played on his lips. His cool voice was now laced with a raw heat. "Liliana..."
A sharp crack echoed through the room. Linton's other cheek now bore the fresh sting of a slap.
He kept his head turned to the side, his messy hair obscuring the dark, unreadable emotion on his face.
Liliana furiously wiped at her swollen lips, tears of rage streaming down her face. "Linton, you're a goddamn animal!" she cried. "Get out! Just get out!"
Her emotions were in turmoil. She felt like she was suffocating, unable to catch her breath.
Linton stared, stunned, as Liliana's face suddenly drained of all color. Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for air. She looked like a poor, stranded fish, suffocating on the shore.
Terrified by the sudden physical manifestation of her distress, Linton was at a complete loss. He held her tight, patting her back, trying to help her breathe. His face was ashen, his lips trembling. "Liliana, I'm taking you to the hospital. The doctor can give you medication. You'll feel better after you take it."
"No!" Liliana grabbed his collar, her pale face turned up to his. A thin sheen of sweat covered her forehead. "I'm not taking any medication! The side effects are too strong!"
Her doctor had once suggested medication to treat her psychological condition, but Liliana was pregnant. She knew that antidepressants could have severe effects on the body, and prolonged use could even lead to addiction. If they were that harsh for a normal adult, she couldn't imagine what they would do to her baby.
Her face was pale and she was shivering, but as she gasped for breath, she insisted, "I'm not going to the hospital, and I'm not taking any pills. Just get away from me. If I don't have to see you, I'll be fine in a second!"
Linton knew that people in the throes of an episode often said things they didn't mean. He brushed off her words as angry ramblings, gently patting her back. His own face was tense and serious. "Liliana, I'll give in to you on anything else, but when it comes to your health, I won't let you be stubborn."

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