Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 308

Liam was taken aback. It was the first time Liliana had ever called him by his first name.

The girl’s clear, pleasant voice was like a cool spring flowing into his ears, seeming to possess a magical quality that instantly washed away all his frustration and gloom. Liam's gaze softened, and he slowly lowered his eyes. An almost imperceptible smile touched the corners of his lips. Then, as if remembering something, he frowned again, still hesitant. "Liliana..."

Liliana blinked, her voice gentle but firm. "Trust me."

Liam was silent. He couldn't refuse her. When she asked him to trust her, his instinct was to do just that. It was almost a reflex.

He lowered his long lashes and took a slight step back, discreetly clearing the way. He pressed his lips together and said in a low voice, "I'll go with you."

He wasn't looking at Mrs. Grayson; he was speaking directly to Liliana.

Liliana nodded with a smile. "Okay."

...

And so, the group set off. Mrs. Grayson, wanting nothing to do with Liam, took a separate car.

"Isabella, you have a visitor," a police officer said sternly.

Isabella flinched violently, snapping back to reality. She looked up and saw Liliana standing a short distance away, separated from her by a pane of glass. The officers guided her to the visitation window and pushed her into a seat. "Tell them everything you're supposed to," one officer commanded. "Confession brings leniency; resistance brings severity."

Isabella seemed dazed. She stared blankly at Liliana, her gaze falling on her swollen belly. Suddenly, her expression contorted, and she became frantic. "Don't look at me!" she shrieked, covering her face with her hands. A sob escaped her, and she began to weep, utterly defeated.

It was she who had asked to see Liliana. But now, faced with the stark contrast between them—Liliana, thriving, pregnant, surrounded by a loving family and friends; radiant and beautiful, with flawless, glowing skin and an air of confidence that Isabella had always coveted and envied—Isabella was overwhelmed.