Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 429

Linton's heart was pounding with fear. His lips trembled as he said, "Yes, it's all my fault. All of it."

"Liliana, I was wrong. It's always been my fault. You've suffered so much. I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry… I'm sorry…"

Linton gripped Liliana's hand tightly. As he spoke, his voice broke, and he couldn't hold back his tears any longer.

His eyes were red, his vision blurred by a cascade of hot tears that fell one after another, making it hard to even see Liliana's face.

The attending physician was experienced and had seen it all. Unfazed, he reminded his team, "Administer the anesthesia."

He then gently reassured Liliana, "Ma'am, please don't worry. Childbirth isn't as scary as it seems. Once we give you the anesthetic, you'll fall asleep, and the baby will be born when you wake up."

The technology for painless delivery under general anesthesia was very advanced.

Not to mention, the doctor Linton had found for Liliana was one of the most famous and authoritative in the world, a man who had likely delivered more babies than he'd eaten loaves of bread.

Liliana whimpered. Of course she was scared. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw that absurd, terrifying dream, and her face went pale with fright.

But at least Linton was by her side.

This was the real world, not a dream.

And in the real world, Linton would never abandon her. He would stay with her. He always would.

Deep down, Liliana knew this.

She had always known.

She held onto Linton's hand, but no matter how she thought about it, she still felt a profound sense of grievance. The more it hurt, the more wronged she felt.

The anesthesia was successfully administered.

The pain began to subside, but her eyelids grew heavy, and her consciousness started to fade.

In her last few seconds of lucidity, Liliana's lips trembled as she murmured, "Linton…"

"You're a real bastard."

Linton fell silent.

Liliana was silent.

She was on the verge of sleep.

Hearing his question in a haze, it was almost a conditioned reflex when she mumbled the soft words—

"In… your… dreams."

***

The surgery was a success, with no complications.

Then again, with the team of world-class obstetricians Linton had assembled—all highly experienced veterans with decades in the field, plus the best and most expensive anesthesiologist—it would have been difficult for anything to go wrong.

When the baby was brought out, Liliana was still asleep.

The nurse placed the child in Linton's arms, congratulating him with a smile.

"Mr. Cooper, this is your baby. A very healthy and beautiful little girl. Look, what a gorgeous child. She looks just like you."