Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 174

"If you truly don't want me in danger, then you need to handle the person who's the source of it all."

Once again, she forced him to choose.

This time, Linton didn't hesitate. He grasped her hand tightly, bowing his head to press a kiss to her soft, pink fingertips. His expression was reverent, solemn, as if he were holding the most precious treasure of his life.

A smile curved his lips. "Liliana, let's make a deal," he said gently. "If it turns out Isabella really is the mastermind behind all this, I'll take care of her. And then..."

His eyes darkened, a fanatical obsession burning within them. His eyes were bloodshot as his cool, deep voice enunciated each word with grave intensity. "I'll marry you. We'll spend the rest of our lives together. How does that sound? Liliana... I'm begging you..."

...

In the end, Liliana didn't agree.

Linton didn't press her. Instead, he left her alone in the room to think. He wasn't in a hurry. He lowered his head, a pink Hello Kitty apron tied around his lean waist, and focused on cooking for Liliana with a detached seriousness. His handsome face shadowed with an inscrutable emotion.

*In any case,* he thought, *the love of my life is here now. In this room, in our home, just a wall away from me.*

He had plenty of time to win her back. He slowly lowered his lashes, carefully scooping the tenderly stewed beef from the pot into a bowl to cool. She couldn't run away. She was here, quietly by his side.

Sooner or later, they would make up. They would be as loving as they used to be. Everything would pass. It would all get better.

His fingertips trembled uncontrollably, a deep-seated fear hidden in the depths of his eyes, his lips pale. He didn't even know what he was afraid of.

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