Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 28

Linton’s gaze fell. Dark strands of hair obscured his deep, shadowed eyes, hiding the turbulent emotions within. He was silent for a long time. Finally, he just kissed the top of her head again and murmured, “Be good, Liliana. Just be good.”

He wanted her to be good.

Liliana couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. The answer had always been right there, staring her in the face. She had just been lying to herself, refusing to see it. Linton didn’t love her. The engagement, the marriage—it was all about duty. A responsibility completely devoid of love.

A sudden chill washed over her, so cold it made her shiver. In the space of his silence, the last flicker of hope she had clung to for him finally died, extinguished completely.

With a soft, internal crack, she felt something inside her, something she had held onto for ten years, shatter. It broke cleanly, utterly, and irrevocably.

Liliana frowned, the familiar scent of cedar on him—a scent that once made her heart flutter—now turned her stomach. “Ugh…!” She couldn't stop it. Her stomach convulsed, and she doubled over, gagging again.

Linton’s expression hardened. “Does my touch disgust you that much, Liliana?”

She just laughed, a cold, empty sound. Though her body was weak, she struggled to push him away, tilting her head back to meet his eyes with a defiant, brilliant smile. “Yes. I hate it. I hate your smell, I hate your touch. It disgusts me so much it makes me want to vomit!”

As if to prove her point, she bent over and dry-heaved again.

Linton’s eyes turned to ice. His grip on her tightened, his sharp-knuckled fingers closing around her delicate chin, forcing her to look at him. The next second, he crashed his mouth down on hers.

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