Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 187

Liliana had never imagined that Linton would actually go to the trouble of retrieving the engagement ring she’d tossed into the King’s Moat.

She had honestly thought he didn’t care.

In the man’s broad palm lay the ring that had once been uniquely theirs.

Liliana had designed it herself.

She remembered staying up for three days and nights, buzzing with excitement, yet dissatisfied with every sketch she produced. In the end, she’d gotten so frustrated she started to cry. Linton had held her then, wiping away her tears and comforting her.

How gentle had he been back then?

He had kissed her mouth, nibbled on her earlobe, and wrapped her in his arms, nuzzling her soft cheek as he whispered, “My sweet Liliana, don’t cry. Whatever you design for our engagement ring, I’ll love it.”

“No, that’s not good enough!”

Liliana had always been stubborn.

A delicate flower spoiled by her family since birth, she refused to settle for anything less than perfect. She wanted the best, the most satisfying, the most unique—something no one else could have. She craved that one-of-a-kind devotion.

On that point, she never budged, as stubborn as a mule.

Linton knew nothing about design. All he could do was help her research, gather materials, and occasionally offer a spark of inspiration.

At the time, he was swamped with taking over the family business, running between the company and school, so busy he barely had time to eat. Yet, he had somehow managed to carve out a few days to hole up with her in her bedroom and help her design their ring.

She had thrown the ring away.

She had thrown him away.

With red-rimmed eyes, Linton carefully took out another red velvet box from his pocket, the one containing his own engagement ring. His cool voice hoarse as he stared at Liliana, a silent accusation in his eyes. “You told me to treasure this ring. I listened to you. I’ve kept it with me always. Liliana...”

He tried to give her engagement ring back, pressing the cool metal into her warm palm and closing her fingers around it.

“Can’t we... can’t we really start over? Look at this ring. Remember the vows we made when we got engaged. I’m begging you, I truly am. Please tell me... is there really no chance for us at all?”

By the end, his voice had dropped to a humble, desperate plea. His eyes were full of tears. The proud, lofty heir of the Cooper family, who had never deigned to give anyone a second glance, looked utterly broken for the first time in his life.