Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 377

Liam, ever the thick-skinned one, wasn't bothered in the slightest. He just laughed lazily, his tone casual yet full of meaning. "Alright, I get it. You're just hung up on him, aren't you?"

Liliana froze, the words hitting her like an unexpected blow. Seriously, what was with today? First Aiden, now Liam, both of them poking at her most sensitive spot. She grabbed a sofa cushion and threw it at him, exasperated. "If you can't say something helpful, then just shut up!"

Liam caught it effortlessly, his dark eyes fixed on her. He clicked his tongue. She hadn't denied it. In the world of adults, a lack of denial was as good as a confession.

He casually placed the cushion back on the sofa and looked down at her, his gaze intense. He narrowed his eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "So, my dear Liliana, what's really going on in that head of yours?"

Liliana was caught off guard. "What do you mean, 'what's going on'?"

Liam stared at her for a long moment, then broke into a lazy smile. He reached out and ruffled her hair again, changing the subject. "Nothing. Just a random thought. Don't worry about it. By the way, your next check-up is soon, right?"

Getting annoyed, Liliana smacked his hand away and smoothed her hair. "It's the last one," she grumbled. "My brother is coming with me."

She sniffled, her voice a little thick as she asked hesitantly, "So... what's the situation between you and Mrs. Grayson now?"

A flicker of something unreadable passed through Liam's eyes. He smirked, crossed his long legs, and sat down on the sofa, casually pouring himself a glass of hot water. "What situation could there be? It is what it is," he said with a hint of self-mockery. "No one in the Grayson family wants me around, but they need someone to inherit the Grayson Group. So, whether it's Mrs. Grayson or my deadbeat dad, they both have to hold their noses and tolerate my existence for now."

He paused, lifting his gaze lazily. "Don't feel sorry for me, Liliana. I'm doing just fine these days." Being back from abroad, being able to see her whenever he missed her—that was enough for him. Liam had never been a greedy person. He held the cup, his long fingers wrapped around the handle, and stole a thoughtful glance at Liliana. Seeing the complex, hesitant look on her face, he lowered his gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips.