Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 403

For the next three days, Linton was gripped by a gnawing anxiety.

He knew Liliana.

Her suddenly agreeing to let him attend the prenatal check-up was definitely not a good sign.

She was undoubtedly plotting some 'brilliant idea' designed to shatter his heart into a million pieces.

Linton understood perfectly that this was a trap, a veritable lion's den that could very well cost him his life.

But he missed Liliana too much, and he longed to see their baby. So, even knowing it was a deadly ambush, he steeled himself and went, ready to swallow any poison she offered.

Linton's mood was a cocktail of complex emotions, tinged with a thread of excitement.

He woke up early to groom himself, even commissioning a rush, custom-made outfit.

A black turtleneck under a tan trench coat, paired with a gray plaid scarf. It highlighted his tall, athletic build and accentuated his enviably perfect proportions.

Before leaving, he stared at his reflection in the mirror for a long time, feeling a pang of uncertainty.

He was just accompanying her to a check-up. Wasn't this outfit a bit too formal?

But then another thought struck him.

The days he had left to see Liliana were numbered. So what if he was a little overdressed?

Hadn't he heard of a last meal before an execution?

This was no different. This was his last meal.

Linton looked at the man in the mirror—exhausted despite the meticulous grooming—and gave a bitter, self-deprecating smile, trying to find some humor in his misery.

...He was so pathetic he was starting to lose his mind.

Linton drove to meet Liliana, bringing a bouquet of red roses and a small, white teddy bear.

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