Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 180

She had seen shamelessness before, but never shamelessness so self-righteous.

As if she owed him this? She couldn't be bothered to argue.

As long as he kept his promise to let her go, she could tolerate these small transgressions for now.

Linton held her as they walked the few steps toward the bedroom door. Suddenly, the color drained from Liliana's face. A pained frown creased her brow, and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Her face contorted in agony, and she doubled over, clutching her stomach. A look of terror filled her eyes.

"Linton..." Her lips trembled, and she gripped his hand tightly. "Take me to the hospital..." she gasped, her voice strained with pain. "Quickly!"

Her small face was as white as a sheet, and she was in so much pain she was covered in a cold sweat.

Linton was shocked. Assuming she was having another attack, he scooped her up in his arms and started to run down the stairs. "Liliana, don't be scared!" he said, his voice frantic with worry. "I'm taking you to see a psychiatrist right now!"

"Not a psychiatric hospital!" Liliana bit her lip. This was a matter of life and death. She closed her eyes, throwing caution to the wind. "Go to... to a regular hospital," she gasped, her face pale and her voice trembling with a hint of desperation. "Gynecology... an OB-GYN!"

Linton was utterly shocked. He looked down at her in disbelief, stunned for a moment before the implication hit him. His face hardened as he carried her downstairs. He drove like a madman, speeding toward the nearest hospital. He had placed Liliana in the back seat, but she had already passed out from the pain, her eyes shut tight, completely unresponsive.

Linton's hands trembled on the steering wheel.

A suspicion was growing in his mind, expanding until it filled his entire being. His face was a mask of inscrutable, complex emotions.

Finally, the door to the ER opened.

The doctor walked out, a serious expression on her face. She looked at Linton and began to scold him. "Sir, you need to take better care of your wife. She's pregnant, and at less than three months, the fetus is not yet stable. A miscarriage could happen very easily. A pregnant woman cannot be subjected to emotional distress; you need to manage her moods carefully. You were lucky you brought her in when you did. The scare was caused by extreme emotional agitation. Any later, and you might have lost the baby!"

Linton's deep eyes widened. His mind went blank, then it felt as if a thousand fireworks had exploded behind his eyes. A look of ecstatic joy washed over his face.

He stared at the doctor, his eyes red, his cool voice trembling. "Doctor, what did you just say?" he asked hoarsely. "Liliana... she's pregnant?"

He couldn't believe it. He repeated the words to himself in a trembling whisper, his eyes shining with a brilliant, excited light. "Liliana's pregnant... We... we're really having a baby!"