Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 426

He had a startlingly accurate sense of self-awareness, to the point of being pitiably humble.

Liliana paid him no mind, acting as if he didn't exist, as if he had never been in the house at all.

She was counting the days on the calendar now. The closer her due date got, the more nervous she became, even starting to feel anxious.

Mrs. Hart tried to comfort her. "Liliana, don't be scared. Mom, your dad, and your brother—we're all here with you. Nothing will go wrong."

"Besides, your brother even flew in a top obstetrician from overseas for you. You'll have a painless delivery with full anesthesia. I hear the technology is so advanced now, giving birth is like taking a nap!"

Mrs. Hart consoled her with a cheerful smile, unable to resist a nostalgic sigh. "Oh, Liliana, you were born at the right time. We never had these kinds of options back in my day. We were lucky to get any anesthesia at all! In the end, we still had to do all the work ourselves, didn't we?"

Liliana didn't feel comforted in the slightest. Her mind drifted back to that absurd, terrifying dream.

She forced a faint smile and said softly, "Mom, let me just have a moment to myself."

Her heart was pounding.

With only a few days left until her due date, she was so tense she could barely sleep at night. She spent her days pacing around the room with Clover in her arms to ease her nerves.

She had to admit, having a fluffy little rabbit was a godsend.

She wasn't sure why.

But whenever Liliana was upset, holding the little white rabbit always made her feel significantly better.

Liliana gently lifted Clover's furry body. Her delicate, beautiful eyes curved into a smile, like crescent moons in the sky, as she murmured softly.

"Clover, Clover…"

"Mommy's so lucky to have you. You're such a good little baby."

The impact of this vision was too much for Linton.

A lump formed in his throat. He couldn't stop himself from covering his face and crying. The tall, over-six-foot man hunched over, a pathetic mess. His shoulders trembled slightly, and he looked utterly alone and pitiful.

"Linton."

Suddenly.

The girl's soft voice broke the silence.

Linton froze for a second, looking up in astonishment. His face was streaked with tears as he stared blankly at the young woman who had appeared before him at some point.

Liliana stood at the bottom of the stairs, holding Clover. She looked up at him, silent for a moment. Then, a faint, unreadable smile touched her lips as she asked softly.

"What are you crying about?"