Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 252

Linton’s sobs were gut-wrenching.

The thought of losing the girl he loved most sent a wave of immense terror through him. It was a fear so profound it felt like his blood had turned to ice, a cold that shot through his limbs and seeped into his bones. The chill made his spine curve, his body hunching over as if his backbone had been brutally snapped.

“Liliana...”

Linton bit his lip so hard that blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, dripping heavily onto the floor.

Finally, the crying from within the room weakened, then faded into silence.

The frantic shouting of the doctors also ceased.

A creak echoed through the hall.

The tightly shut door of the emergency room slowly swung open.

Linton remained kneeling, stunned.

His arms hung limply at his sides, his bloody hands resting on the floor. Droplets of blood fell like beads from a broken string, like tears, pooling beneath them.

With trembling lips and a face ashen white, Linton stared into the emergency room, his eyes hollow with terror.

There, in the dark room, on the cold operating table—

Lay his little girl, perfectly still.

He scrambled to his feet and stumbled toward the operating table, his icy hand trembling as he reached for Liliana Hart’s limp, dangling hand.

He called her name in a disbelieving, choked voice, his throat tight with fear. “Liliana... Liliana...”

“Please, don’t scare me, Liliana... Please, open your eyes and look at me, okay? Please, don’t leave me. Just look at me, please...”

Linton bit his lip, his pleas desperate, tears streaming down his face. He was helpless, lost in despair.

His Liliana.

How could she be lying all alone on a cold operating table?

His Liliana.

How could there be so, so much blood beneath her?

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

Linton frantically looked at the woman on the table, her eyes tightly closed, her body cold. Her frame was so small and thin, her once-swollen belly now flat, the child nowhere to be seen.

Her expression was one of helplessness and despair, her long lashes matted with tears.

Finally, Linton let out a low chuckle.

He kissed the cool corner of her lips again, his gaze tender as he murmured softly, as if coaxing her. “Liliana, don’t be afraid...”

“I’m here to be with you. Linton is here to keep you company.”

“I promised you.”

“Wherever you go, I’ll go.”

“To the ends of the earth, through mountains of daggers and seas of fire, to hell or to heaven...”

“It doesn’t matter where.”

“I will go with you. You will not be alone.”

Linton, with a look of pity and anguish, gently brushed away the damp hair stuck to Liliana’s cheek.

He lowered his eyes and lovingly kissed the back of her hand, his gaze suddenly soft, his voice a deep, determined, and stubborn whisper. “Never, ever.”

“I swear it.”

“...On my life and on my soul, I swear it.”