Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 361

Liliana could be quite contrary at times, just like now.

She verbally expressed her disdain and reluctance, but her captivating eyes were sparkling with bright, joyful light.

Liliana sneakily studied the little rabbit nestled in her palm, a mix of curiosity and delight on her face, unable to keep a small smile from her lips.

After a long moment, she cleared her throat, her cheeks flushing. She held the white rabbit close, as if it were a precious treasure, yet forced a neutral expression. "Fine, brother. I'll take care of it, I guess," she said solemnly.

"Since you already bought it, it wouldn't be right to give it away."

“...”

He had to suppress a laugh.

Alright, now he completely understood.

Linton was right. She absolutely adored this fluffy, pathetic-looking little rabbit, but was too stubborn to admit it.

That night, Liliana carefully placed the little rabbit on the pillow beside her, making a warm little nest for it so it could sleep with her.

Mrs. Hart, who was also staying with her, bit her tongue for a while before finally saying hesitantly, "Liliana, maybe we should put the rabbit back in its cage."

"It's so young, it hasn't been house-trained. Can it really sleep on the bed?"

"It's fine. It already went to the bathroom before I brought it to bed, and I haven't given it anything else to eat."

If the rabbit weren't so small, she would have wanted to cuddle it while she slept.

The little white rabbit was a soft, fluffy ball in her palm. It didn't resist at all when she pressed her cheek against it, quiet and docile. It was unbelievably cute.

Liliana looked down at the rabbit, which was already getting sleepy in its nest, its tiny head drooping as it dozed off. Her gaze softened, and she whispered with a smile.

"Goodnight, Clover."

She had named the little white rabbit Clover.

Margaret beamed with pleasure. She held Logan in her arms and coaxed him gently.

"Logan, come now, say hello to Auntie Hart."

Logan used to be a little terror. Raised by Isabella, he was always boisterous, causing a commotion wherever he went, and was incredibly annoying.

But today, he was surprisingly quiet and well-behaved, resting obediently in Margaret's arms, looking a little listless.

Margaret frowned slightly and tried again. "Logan, be a good boy. Greet Auntie Hart..."

"Mrs. Hart."

Logan interrupted her in a soft, childish voice. His big, dark eyes were timid as he bit his finger and stammered quietly.

"Is... is Sister Liliana here today?"