Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 39

A bone-deep chill spread through Liliana.

It seeped into her limbs, making her shiver uncontrollably. A profound sense of despair washed over her. She stared at the report in Linton's hand, her mind a complete blank except for a single, repeating thought.

It's over.

If Linton found out she was pregnant… then she was truly, completely finished.

Linton noticed her distress and rushed to her side. He placed his large, warm hand on her forehead and frowned.

“That's strange. The fever's gone.”

“Liliana, are you feeling unwell somewhere else? Tell the doctor.” His reaction was perfectly normal.

He didn't seem like someone who had just discovered she was pregnant. If he knew, he wouldn't be this calm; he would have already lost his mind. A sliver of suspicion remained, but Liliana still felt a wave of relief. She subtly slid the medical report out of his grasp and into her own hands, then looked up at the doctor.

“Doctor, can you please make him leave? Just looking at him makes me sick to my stomach.” Linton's eyelid twitched. His jaw tensed, and his face instantly darkened.

“Liliana…” But then he reconsidered.

She had just recovered from a fever; her body was still weak. He wouldn't argue with a patient. Linton gritted his teeth, shot Liliana a deep, piercing look, and clenched his fists at his sides. He was clearly struggling to contain his anger, but he held it in.

Without another word, he turned and stalked out of the room, slamming the door so hard the frame rattled. He was clearly furious.

Only then did Liliana finally let out a shaky breath. She quickly lowered her gaze to the report. When her eyes fell on the words “Not Pregnant” printed in the results section, she froze, completely stunned.

After finishing the check-up and seeing how pitiful Liliana looked all alone, the doctor added softly, “Your mother was here, by the way. She went home at noon to make you some soup. She should be back soon.”

Liliana had been unconscious with a fever for two days. Worried she would be hungry when she woke up, Mrs. Hart had been going home at mealtimes to cook for her, keeping the soup warm in a thermos just in case. It was just a coincidence that Mrs. Hart had left right before Liliana woke up. She sent her mother a quick text to let her know she was alright. Mrs. Hart immediately replied with a series of long voice messages.

“I’m so glad you’re awake. Have Linton bring you home later. Mom made you some soup, all your favorites.”

“When you get home, let me see your medical report. You’ve been so nauseous lately, Mom’s worried something is wrong with your stomach. I’ll feel better once I see it.”

Liliana quickly typed back. [Mom, it’s fine. The doctor said the report is okay. It’s just anxiety making my stomach upset. The doctor told me to stay relaxed and happy.]

When Mrs. Hart saw the message, she thought about how Liliana had been fighting with Linton again recently. Afraid of annoying her with more questions, she didn't press the issue.