Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 248

The good news was, the fall hadn’t killed him.

The bad news was, he’d broken his leg.

After surgery, Linton lay unconscious in the hospital bed, his eyes shut tight, his entire being exuding a pale, fragile weakness.

To the unknowing eye.

He looked as good as dead.

Liliana sat by his bedside, her expression a complete blank.

One hand rested on her lower back, the other on her swollen belly. At that moment, she couldn’t help but wonder.

What breed of suicidal, Grade-A moron was this goddamn idiot?!

What kind of normal person jumps out of a second-story window?

And while jumping, says something about giving her life back to her.

...Did she ask for it?!?

Unbelievable!!!

Liliana bit her lip, staring down at the unconscious man on the bed. She fought the urge, and fought it again, but finally couldn't hold back any longer. She raised her hand high.

And then—

A sharp crack echoed through the room.

She slapped him. Hard.

The nurse who had come in to check on him was completely floored.

She’d seen people get slapped before.

But to slap a patient who was unconscious and had nearly died from a fall? That was a first.

My god.

After all these years on the job, she thought she’d seen it all!

Liliana calmly retracted her hand, shaking her stinging wrist. She sneered.

The nurse cautiously asked, “Ma’am, are you a member of the patient’s family?”

Liliana denied it without a second thought. “No.”

The nurse looked troubled. “In that case, could you...”

Liliana cut her off by giving her a phone number. “This is his assistant’s number. Call him. Someone will come and claim this mor—this idiot.”

The nurse opened her mouth, then closed it, ultimately just nodding. “Thank you.”

Mrs. Hart shot her a reproachful look, then patted her chest, letting out a massive sigh of relief.

She glanced at the hospital bed several times, confirming for herself that he was really okay, then sighed heavily again.

“Ah, that Linton... really... why did he have to do that!”

She placed the thermal container on the table and turned back to Liliana, her face etched with worry. “Liliana, well, he jumped. It’s too late to say anything now.”

“Sigh, what’s done is done. Let’s just eat first.”

A meal would help calm their nerves.

What a mess!

Liliana: “...”

Liliana’s eyelid twitched.

For some reason.

With Linton just out of surgery and still unconscious, Mrs. Hart casually pulling her over to eat at his bedside gave Liliana a very strange feeling.

It felt a little bit like...

Dancing on his grave.