Summary of Chapter 343 – A pivotal chapter in Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby by Tessa Marlowe
The chapter Chapter 343 is one of the most intense moments in Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby, written by Tessa Marlowe. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Linton was fully prepared to disappear from Liliana's world the moment she recovered from childbirth. He had no right to ask for her forgiveness, no face to stand by her side.
But at the very least...
A bitter smile he couldn't control twisting his lips. At the very least, he wanted to leave something of himself behind, something that could stay with the baby in his place.
It didn't matter if his child never knew he existed. It would be a small token for him to hold on to.
Liliana’s gaze fell to the plush rabbit in his arms. It had to be at least four feet tall, a massive thing.
A child could cuddle with it until they were five or six, old enough to understand things.
She scoffed inwardly. His not-so-subtle intentions were painfully transparent.
She held out her hand, her voice cold and flat. “Give me the rabbit.”
Linton froze, not understanding. “Liliana, what are you doing?”
Her eyes widened, her tone hardening with an edge of steel. “Give it to me!”
He couldn’t fight her. His resolve always crumbled when she was insistent. If she had to repeat herself a third time, he knew what was coming.
It was a conditioned reflex from their school days, when a countdown to three would end with her fist connecting painfully with his side. His muscles reacted before his brain could.
His eyelid twitched again. With a grim, resigned expression, he bit his lip and stepped aside, leaving the path to the open window clear.
Without a shred of hesitation, Liliana lifted her arms. With a single, decisive motion, she shoved the giant plush rabbit out the window.
It plummeted from the second story, landing silently in the snow-covered ground below.
Linton’s eyes turned red, his heart feeling like it was about to explode. His voice was raw and trembling, thick with hurt. “Liliana... If you didn’t like it, I would have taken it away. Why did you have to throw it out?”
She turned her calm gaze on him, a sneer playing on her lips. “What, you’d rather I threw you out instead?”

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