Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 405

At her words, Linton froze solid, standing there in a daze, barely able to believe what he was hearing.

He subconsciously pointed to his own nose, his cool, crisp voice trembling and hoarse. "M-me?"

For a moment, Linton wondered if he was hallucinating, if his mind was playing tricks on him.

Liliana frowned slightly, her patience wearing thin. "Are you looking or not? If not, then get out," she said, her expression turning cold.

Linton was speechless.

This time, he heard her loud and clear.

He scrambled over, still clutching the bouquet and the teddy bear. His eyes were red, and his broad, sturdy shoulders trembled uncontrollably. A slow smile spread across his lips as he choked out a laugh.

"Yes, darling. I'll look. I want to look."

The doctor glanced back at them, a little confused, wondering what was going on.

Had the young couple had a fight?

...Well, that wasn't exactly uncommon.

The doctor had seen plenty of couples come in for check-ups after a quarrel, but it was rare to see a man as meek and accepting of scolding as Linton.

Many men acted like they were hopped up on testosterone; just getting them to willingly and patiently accompany their wives to a check-up was a challenge in itself.

And those who could still be gentle and coax their pregnant wives after a fight were an even smaller, more decent fraction.

It wasn't a prejudice.

It was just that the woman was the one who was pregnant, suffering through it all. Men, who weren't carrying the burden, could rarely truly empathize with a pregnant woman's experience.

"On the screen, it's our baby… no, your baby… my daughter…"

"She's… she's so cute. So soft and tiny. I think her eyes and nose look just like you. Just like you when you were little. It's wonderful…"

Linton was so overwhelmed he was barely coherent.

His arms around Liliana trembled. The tall, imposing man, over six feet tall, was sobbing uncontrollably, wiping at his eyes until he was too choked up to speak.

The doctor had seen it all before. It wasn't uncommon for new fathers to cry at the sight of the ultrasound. She calmly handed him a tissue and offered some words of comfort.

"Your baby is beautiful, and very healthy."

As she spoke, a hint of genuine envy crept into her voice. "Look at the three of you, you make such a perfect picture. You two will surely have a very happy life with your baby."