Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 430

Linton was a little panicked. He stood there, frozen, not daring to take the baby at first.

He lowered his gaze to look at her. The baby was so small, so soft, her tiny fingers curled as she slept in the swaddling clothes. Her face was wrinkled, like a little monkey's.

He was speechless.

Truthfully, a newborn baby wasn't what you'd call cute. Calling her beautiful required the thick, biased filter of a new father.

But she was his baby. Even if she was a wrinkled little monkey, she was the cutest little monkey in the world!

Linton couldn't stop a goofy grin from spreading across his face.

He held out his arms awkwardly, trying to position them. Despite having practiced countless times, he was now so flustered and excited that he had no idea how to hold his own child.

The nurse was amused by him. She helped place the baby in his arms, patiently instructing him. "Just hold her like this. Don't be afraid. If you're careful, you won't drop her."

"It's always like this at the beginning. You'll get used to it after holding her more," the nurse added with an encouraging smile.

Linton forced a smile and carefully cradled the baby. A sudden bitterness welled up inside him, a dull ache that made him want to cry.

What 'later' did he have?

He could only sneak a chance to hold his child now, while Liliana was still unconscious from the anesthesia.

Once she woke up, the first thing she'd probably do was tell him to get lost. She wouldn't let him hold the baby. Just getting to see her would be a luxury.

Linton's emotions were a tangled mess.

He was worried about Liliana in her hospital room, thrilled and fascinated by holding his baby, and filled with confusion and dread about his dark future.

These conflicting feelings piled up like a mountain on his shoulders, nearly crushing him, leaving him breathless.

Cradled in Linton's arms, the baby instinctively began to wail.

"Liliana was just like this when she was born. I remember it so clearly. They're exactly the same, mother and daughter… sniff…"

The memory of baby Liliana made him choke up and start crying again, utterly shameless.

The nurse was speechless.

She suddenly felt like she'd had enough. After a few more instructions, she turned and went back to her duties.

When Gabriel Hart and Mrs. Hart arrived, they saw the grown man standing outside, holding a baby and sobbing his heart out.

Gabriel paused, unable to look at him. He walked over and peeked at the baby. Seeing that she was healthy, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up, his expression one of pure disdain, and said coldly, "Stop crying."

"If you're going to keep crying, go do it somewhere else!"