Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 432

"Liliana…"

Linton's voice caught, his eyes burning with unshed tears. For some reason, he wanted to cry again.

They say real men don't cry easily.

For over two decades, Linton had always been strong and stoic, rarely shedding a tear.

He used to despise men who cried at the drop of a hat, thinking them pathetic.

He never imagined that one day he would be worn down into such an emotional wreck, so prone to sorrow that he felt like crying all the time.

After becoming a father, this sensitivity had only intensified.

The corners of Linton's eyes were red. He fought back the lump in his throat and slowly curved his lips into a smile.

His voice, usually as cool as snow, was now so gentle it seemed to drip with tenderness as he softly coaxed her.

"Liliana, our daughter is born. She's a healthy, beautiful little baby. Everyone who sees her praises her and says she looks just like you."

"Looking like you is a good thing," Linton added with a sigh.

He lovingly tucked a stray strand of dark hair behind her ear, his gaze soft and full of devotion. He murmured, "Liliana…"

"You've worked so hard this time."

"You've suffered so much."

Liliana lay quietly in the bed, her long lashes fluttering slightly. She was still unconscious, and it was impossible to know if she could hear him.

Linton carefully took her cool, pale hand and raised it to his lips for a cherished kiss. His voice was hoarse.

"Honey, until you wake up, I'll take good care of our baby."

"Don't you worry…"

"Our baby will be the happiest girl in the world."

"And so will my Liliana."

***

At the Hart family estate.

The nursery was decorated warmly, filled with shades of pink. It was clear that the person who designed it was eagerly awaiting the baby's arrival.

But the person inside the room wasn't in such a wonderful mood.

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