Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 236

This time, she wouldn't let it be like the nightmare where she died alone and depressed on a cold operating table during a difficult childbirth. This time, she and her baby would live happily and healthily together. They would live better and more brilliantly than anyone else.

When Liliana was five months pregnant, Linton reappeared.

They met on a street in a foreign country. Snow was falling heavily, delicate white flakes dusting their hair, making it seem as if they had grown old overnight.

Linton stood tall and poised in a black wool coat, his handsome face severe. He still exuded the air of a noble, aloof man of high status, but now there was an added layer of mature composure. The features of his deep-set eyes were sharp and piercing.

His eyes stared intently at the somewhat surprised young woman before him.

Liliana's features were still bright and striking, but the once lively and playful look in her eyes had been replaced by a gentle serenity. In the two months they had been apart, both had shed the last vestiges of their youthful immaturity.

Her belly was now noticeably round. Her long lashes were laden with snowflakes, and the tip of her delicate nose was red from the cold. She looked at him calmly. The unexpected encounter had caught her completely off guard, and for a moment, she couldn't quite react. Her beautiful almond eyes widened slightly in a brief, dazed stupor.

Linton lowered his gaze to her. Her tranquil, stunned expression was perfectly reflected in the depths of his eyes.

For some reason, seeing the pure white snow collect in her hair, a poignant thought struck him. If they could share this moment, bathed in the same snowfall, it was a bittersweet echo of growing old together.

Liliana's snow-dusted lashes fluttered. She didn't turn around. She simply tried to pull her wrist free and continued walking.

"Liliana!" A sharp pain shot through Linton's eyes, as if his entire heart was shattering. He strode forward again, his tall, lean figure stubbornly blocking her path.

Then, under her calm and distant gaze, his lips tightened. He slowly bent his long legs, and with a soft thud, he dropped heavily to his knees in the snow.

The once high and mighty, untouchable heir of Crownport's Cooper family was now kneeling like a pathetic dog on the roadside—kneeling before the girl he had personally thrown away.