Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 37

Back at home, Liliana’s anger only intensified.

She paced back and forth in her bedroom, arms crossed tightly, biting her finger without realizing it. She had to get even.

An idea flashed in her mind.

She suddenly remembered that when Linton had been holding her earlier, his hand had been bare. He wasn't wearing his engagement ring. In the six years they’d been engaged, she had never once seen him wear it.

Of course, the Cooper family’s heir was as cold and proud as an ice prince. He didn't love her, so it was beneath him to wear the ring. She understood that much.

Liliana let out a cold laugh and pulled a red brocade box from her dresser drawer. Ever since she had decided to break off the engagement, she had stopped wearing her own ring—the one she had treasured and worn carefully for six long years.

If Linton had been paying any attention at all these past few weeks, he would have noticed. But he had never asked about it, not even once, not even as a casual aside. His silence meant he didn't care. That was why, after all these years, Liliana found it so hard to believe any of the sweet nothings he whispered to her. His actions never matched his words. He was really just playing her for a fool.

She was furious.

In the middle of the night, she took the ring, drove to the edge of the King's Moat, and prepared to throw it into the water. Just as the cool metal was about to leave her fingers, she hesitated. Her eyes suddenly reddened. She fought back tears, stubbornly wiping her face, a wave of inexplicable grief washing over her. She had worn that ring for six years.

Six years. She could have raised a dog for six years, and it would have been loyal by now.

...

Forget it. Linton wasn't worth another six years of her life.

Liliana’s gaze hardened. Without another moment of hesitation, she hurled the ring into the King’s Moat.

With a dull *plunk*, it was gone. Standing under the dim glow of the streetlights, she watched the ripples spread across the cold, dark water.

“You're not that old, but you certainly know how to cause trouble.”

Liliana kept her eyes closed, her face pale. She had no intention of responding.

Linton wasn't bothered by her cold shoulder. He assumed she was still sulking and asked in a low voice, “Do you want some water? Need to use the restroom? Are you hungry?”

“...Never mind, you're not talking. I’ll just call the doctor.”

Linton placed the peeled apple on a plate.

“By the way,” he said, his tone casual, “since you were admitted, your mother had the doctors run a full physical exam on you.”

Liliana’s entire body went rigid.