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Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 215

Helena noticed that as she and Liliana shopped, a group of men in black suits always followed them from a distance.

She tried her best not to look back, suppressing her curiosity.

She had a vague sense that her honey must be in some kind of danger, which was why she was stuck abroad during her pregnancy, unable to return home.

Helena linked her arm through Liliana’s slender one. She fought the urge, but finally couldn't help but ask, "Liliana, those guys following us... are they bodyguards your brother hired?"

Liliana didn't look back.

She was long used to their presence. Smiling, she continued picking out clothes and said softly, "My brother hired them to keep me safe."

Helena opened her mouth, then closed it, a slight frown creasing her brow.

She had asked Liliana before if she was in trouble, but Liliana, not wanting to worry her, would always deflect and change the subject.

Helena knew there was no point in pushing. Her honey had always been stubborn.

She might seem gentle and easygoing, but deep down, she was so headstrong it could be maddening. Once Liliana set her mind to something, ten bulls couldn't drag her back.

It had been that way when she chose to love Linton.

And it was the same now that she had, with a heavy heart, chosen to leave him.

Helena turned to look at her friend's beautiful profile, her smile gentle and serene, and couldn't help but remark, "Liliana, I've noticed that since you and Linton split up and you both got some space, it's really been good for you."

"Look at you, you're so much happier than before."

Liliana lowered her eyes, silent for a few seconds before smiling. "Let's not talk about him anymore. My only regret is that I didn't wake up sooner."

Helena nodded in agreement. "You're right. It's over, no point in dwelling on it."

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