Summary of Chapter 186 – A pivotal chapter in Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby by Tessa Marlowe
The chapter Chapter 186 is one of the most intense moments in Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby, written by Tessa Marlowe. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Linton’s lips parted, his cool voice raspy and trembling.
“Then you... Liliana, tell me the truth. Did you... did you ever think about getting rid of our child?”
“Yes.”
Liliana met his gaze without flinching, her head held high, her clear eyes perfectly calm. “The moment I found out I was pregnant, I considered it. Is that answer satisfactory for Mr. Cooper?”
Linton’s pupils constricted violently. He doubled over in pain, gasping for breath.
He buried his face in his hands, which felt as cold as if his blood had frozen.
A broken, hoarse sound escaped his throat. “Liliana, that’s our child... Our child... and you... you thought about getting rid of our child... Do you hate me that much?”
He slowly lowered his hands, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her. A mist formed in his deep gaze, and he clenched his jaw, his voice strained. “Hate me enough... to consider being so heartless as to not want this child...”
Liliana watched him calmly.
From her vantage point, looking down, she could clearly see the despair and devastation etched onto his handsome face.
She opened her mouth to speak, but felt no pity or sympathy for him. A faint, mocking smile touched her lips.
She thought, he deserved this.
He deserved all of it.
The ring she had thrown into the King’s Moat was suddenly right in front of her. For a moment, she was genuinely surprised.
She looked up at the pale-faced man before her. “This ring... where did you get it?”
Linton stared at her intently, forcing a placating smile. “I had it fished out of the King’s Moat.”
He picked up the ring, and placed it in his palm, holding it out to her. He never took his eyes off her as he spoke, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Liliana, the King’s Moat is huge, and the water is deep. It’s not like searching through a landfill. I had people searching for a long, long time. We dredged section by section. I even went into the river myself to look for it. It took forever, but we finally found it at the bottom.”
He paused, taking a ragged breath. His eyes were bloodshot as he fought back the moisture welling within them.
“I used to think... that if I found this ring, the one you threw away... my Liliana... my beloved girl... would come back to me.”

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