Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 44

"Liliana."

Linton's expression was cool, his voice soft as he tried to placate her. "You're blinded by anger right now, you're not thinking rationally."

"Take some time to cool down. When you're not so angry anymore, we can talk."

He leaned down and gently kissed the top of her head. "Good girl, Liliana," he murmured.

"Be good."

"..."

Liliana stared at him, feeling utterly drained.

Those familiar words, each one like the sharpest of knives, sliced into her over and over, leaving her in too much pain to speak.

It was only then that Liliana realized that when a person reaches the peak of anger, they lose all their strength, all capacity for speech.

She couldn't utter a single word. She didn't have the energy.

Liliana let her long, thick lashes flutter down, remaining silent.

Linton thought she had finally exhausted herself and was ready to give in, just like all the other times.

This was how their fights always ended. No matter how much of a scene Liliana made, after a few days to cool off, she would always come back to him, meek and compliant. She would act as if nothing had happened, laughing and talking with him again.

Linton was used to it.

The hardness in his eyes softened slightly. His long fingers gently stroked her soft cheek again as he coaxed her.

"If you don't want the ring, I'll buy you a new one."

"When you've calmed down, whenever you have time, I'll take you to pick one out."

Liliana wanted to laugh. She was so angry she wanted to laugh, but she didn't even have the strength for that.

She felt so tired. So tired she didn't want to deal with anything anymore. So tired she wanted to seal herself away in a small world where no one could find her, where no one would bother her.

Helena, for once, wasn't busy. During her lunch break, she took Liliana to the hospital cafeteria, her face etched with concern.

"Liliana, are you okay?"

Liliana shook her head, her eyes full of gratitude. "I'm fine. Helena, thank you so much for this."

"Hey, don't thank me! I'd take a bullet for you, honey. That's what friends are for!" Helena puffed out her chest with a grin.

Then, as if remembering something, she leaned in close to Liliana and lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Liliana, the only reason I was able to cover for you was thanks to Isabella's son getting sick at just the right time."

"What do you mean?" Liliana asked, confused.

Helena's expression turned serious, and she pouted, looking angry. "What else could I mean?"

"The day you were brought to the hospital with a fever, Isabella's son happened to be admitted for a fever too." Helena grew more incensed as she spoke, slamming her hand on the table.

"If that bastard Linton hadn't gone to see her son first instead of coming straight to you, I never would have had time to forge that fake medical report for you!"