Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 181

Liliana lay on the hospital bed, her small face pale, her delicate brows knitted together in distress.

Even in her sleep, she seemed deeply unsettled.

She was trapped in that same old nightmare, the one that had forced her to face reality.

Once again, she was on a cold, sterile operating table, a doctor’s urgent voice shouting in her ear.

Her head throbbed, and a chill ran through her entire body. She felt utterly alone, yet... not completely.

The dream had shifted slightly.

This time, she felt a strong, warm hand gripping her icy one, holding on for dear life. The hand was trembling, as if gripped by a terrible fear.

She couldn’t open her eyes, but she could vaguely sense someone kneeling by her side, pleading with heaven.

What is he pleading for?

She couldn’t make out the words. Frowning, she struggled to open her eyes, but her vision remained a blur. With a final effort, she managed to catch a few words, a desperate, trembling plea.

“Liliana...”

“Please...”

“Don’t leave me...”

Liliana’s eyes flew open.

For a moment, she was disoriented. The first thing that came into focus was Linton’s devastatingly handsome face.

Liliana’s eyelid twitched.

Disgusted, she squeezed her eyes shut again and turned her head away, not wanting to look at him.

What a damned nuisance.

Resigned but defiant, Liliana knew she couldn't hide some things forever, but she wasn’t ready to face them.

Linton lowered his head, remaining silent for a moment before giving a slight nod. “Yes...”

Panic flared in his eyes, and he squeezed her hand tighter. “Liliana, I...”

“The baby is mine,” Liliana cut him off coolly, her voice firm. “It has nothing to do with you.”

Linton stared, stunned, his eyes instantly turning red. He forced a pale, weak smile and leaned in, rubbing his forehead against hers in an intimate gesture. “Liliana, don’t say things you don’t mean,” he coaxed, his tone almost pleading. “How could the baby have nothing to do with me? I know this child... it’s our child. I know it, Liliana. You can’t fool me.”

Liliana turned her head away in annoyance. She didn't want to look at him. “The baby is in my body,” she insisted, her voice raspy. “It’s my baby. When I say it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with you!”

A flash of pain crossed Linton’s eyes. He took a shaky breath, trying to compose himself and suppress the sharp, stabbing pain radiating from his heart.

He forced another smile. “Liliana, don’t be silly,” he crooned. “The baby is yours. I’m not trying to take it from you. But it needs a father. It needs a complete family.”

Liliana’s eyes snapped open. She turned to face him, a cool, detached smile touching her lips. “You’re right. The baby needs a father and a complete family.”

Linton’s deep eyes suddenly lit up, a flicker of secret joy crossing his handsome face.