Summary of Chapter 272 – A turning point in Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby by Tessa Marlowe
Chapter 272 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby, written by Tessa Marlowe. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
“How about yours? Is he just as anxious?”
Liliana's gaze dropped. “No, my baby's...” Father. The word remained unspoken.
Suddenly, a familiar, cool, deep voice sounded from behind her. “Liliana...”
Startled, Liliana turned around and saw Linton standing there. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his deep, narrow eyes filled with a dark, complicated emotion she couldn't decipher.
His body was covered in scrapes and bruises. An uninformed observer might have thought he'd been hit by a car.
Linton watched her cautiously. He seemed frozen to the spot, afraid to take a single step closer. Liliana slowly collected herself. Her expression turned cold.
She smiled at the other pregnant woman, preparing to say her goodbyes. The woman, however, assumed they were a family. She covered her mouth with her hand and giggled, “Your husband is so handsome, and you're so beautiful. Your baby is going to be the cutest in the world!” Her voice was tinged with envy.
“He's not...” Liliana began.
“Liliana,” Linton said, stepping forward slowly. His leg was still not right. He'd left the hospital prematurely after breaking it in the fall from the second-story window, and it hadn't fully healed. The tall, slender man limped, his brow furrowing in pain with every step. His face was pale, drained of all color. Yet he pushed on, stopping beside Liliana.
He carefully lowered his gaze to look at their baby. After a long moment of silence, his lips trembled as he spoke, his voice hoarse. “I... I bought some clothes for the baby...”
“Liliana, I...”
If he wasn't watching her with his own eyes, if he wasn't there to take care of her, a sense of overwhelming panic would consume him.
What if the dream came true?
No, he would never allow it!
Liliana could leave him, but she and the baby had to be safe.
Linton's face was etched with a look of desperate fear. He reached for her hand, his tall frame bending in a gesture of supplication as he begged her, “Liliana, I'll leave the moment the baby is born safely. I'll stay far away from you and our daughter, I promise I'll never appear before you again. I won't disturb you or the child. The baby never has to know I exist. But I'm begging you, just let me take care of you for these last three months, until you safely deliver our baby. Please...”

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