Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 41

Liliana was already annoyed.

The mention of the engagement ring only made it worse.

Her face was a cold mask. "I threw it away," she said flatly.

The screech of tires filled the air. The Maybach, which had been cruising steadily, suddenly lurched forward.

Linton's expression turned frigid. He ground his teeth, his voice a low warning. "Liliana, don't say things like that."

"No matter how angry you are, some jokes aren't funny."

Liliana let out a cold laugh. "Who's joking with you? I threw it away. Why would I need to lie to you?"

"Or is it that, in your eyes, I'm just a spoiled girl who throws tantrums and lies to get you to coddle me?"

Wasn't that her image in his mind?

Faced with her rapid-fire barrage of questions, Linton fell silent. His face was an ever-shifting storm of emotions.

After a long moment, he lowered his gaze, his handsome face like ice. "Where did you throw it?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

Liliana thought of the cold, rippling surface of King's Moat at night and gave a small, derisive laugh.

"The trash."

"It's probably on its way to the landfill by now."

Linton's eyes grew even colder. "When? What date? What time?"

Liliana glanced at him, bewildered. "Why are you asking for so many details? What, you want to go get it back?"

That couldn't be right. He didn't care.

Linton's jaw tightened, his expression grim. Veins stood out on his long neck.

He looked furious, as if his patience had reached its absolute limit, and he clearly didn't want to speak to her.

Liliana watched him with a cold eye and scoffed. Who was he putting on this life-or-death act for? Acting so deeply devoted—wasn't it ridiculous?

Suddenly, her own temper flared.

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