Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 246

He wanted to hold it for a lifetime, to grip it tightly and never let go.

That was the first time Liliana had chosen Linton, steadfast and unwavering.

She was only two years old at the time.

In her dawning consciousness of the world, the first thing that captured her attention was the little boy with the cool expression standing before her.

It felt like an instinct.

Or perhaps, it was destiny, written in the stars.

In any case.

She saw him first, and it was as if the entire world suddenly burst into color, like a magnificent firework exploding across a clear blue sky.

A spectacular, thundering display.

And from that moment on, her world came alive.

...

Liliana slowly returned from that distant memory.

She looked at the man desperately clinging to the window, struggling to lift his head to see her.

She gave a slight, sad smile, her voice becoming a soft whisper.

“Linton, let go. Our destinies are too entangled, but our connection has always been too fragile.”

“If our connection is fragile, then we’ll find a way to make it stronger!”

Suddenly, Linton broke.

His eyes instantly turned red, his throat working convulsively, his voice shattering into a hoarse rasp.

“Liliana, tell me, are you really content with this ending for us?”

“Because I’m not!”

Linton forced the words out, one by one, with every ounce of his remaining strength.

“I’m not content. This shouldn’t be our ending!”

“...Our ending?”

Liliana’s eyes were red as she murmured the words to herself, then suddenly let out a soft laugh.

“Yes, our ending.”

“Linton, what kind of ending... do you think we should have?”

What could he say?

Everything Liliana said was true.

No matter what had started it all, the final result was exactly as she described. How could he argue?

How could he have the audacity to even try?

A crushing sense of powerlessness washed over Linton. He slowly closed his eyes in despair, yet he couldn't accept it.

He couldn’t.

No matter what, he could not accept this as the final chapter for him and his little girl.

Linton’s lashes trembled as he slowly opened his eyes again, looking at Liliana with earnest intensity. “Liliana,” he asked, his voice a hoarse plea.

“Then can you tell me? What was the price you paid? Even if it’s just to make me finally give up.”

“Please, just tell me. At least let me understand why.”

Liliana held his hand, feeling the blood on his skin grow colder. A flicker of sorrow crossed her face as she whispered, almost to herself.

“What if I told you...”

“Linton, that you once killed me with your own hands?”