Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 117

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Liliana lowered her head. Her fingers clenched nervously as she said in a strained voice, “The medical report…”

“One you bring me doesn’t count,” Linton cut her off immediately. “I have to be the one to take you to the hospital. I have to be there with you for the exam, and I have to be the one to get the report myself.”

“Liliana…” He leaned in, his lips brushing against the delicate shell of her ear as he murmured, “I know your friend’s family owns a hospital. It would be all too easy for you to get her to forge a report. Unless I see it with my own eyes, I won’t believe it.”

“You don’t trust me?” she asked, trying to pull away from his touch.

Linton’s face clouded over, his voice laced with meaning. “Liliana, if you weren’t pregnant, you could just let me take you for a check-up without any fuss, instead of making all sorts of excuses to put me off.”

Her behavior over the past month had been too abnormal. Linton wasn't an idiot; he wasn't completely blind to it. Before, he had assumed she was just having one of her usual tantrums, that she would calm down eventually. So he hadn’t given it much thought.

But now, it was clear she wasn't calming down. In fact, things were only getting worse between them. Fear began to creep into him. The more he thought about her strange behavior, the more it didn't add up. Knowing Liliana as well as he did, he was certain something must have happened after their reckless night together over a month ago.

He racked his brain, but he couldn’t figure out what could have caused such a drastic change in her. After considering every possibility, only one made sense—she was pregnant. Coupled with her recent claims of depression, Linton became even more certain. She was definitely suffering from prenatal depression.