Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 255

In the end, Liliana, along with her mother, returned to the country just before the New Year.

The word was that Damian Cooper had fled abroad sometime before the holidays. He couldn’t survive in Crownport anymore. A mysterious new power had emerged from nowhere and had been hunting him relentlessly, like a rabid dog that had lost its master.

Damian had been so preoccupied with fending them off that he nearly met his end in Crownport.

Strangely enough, just when his pursuers were one step away from completely wiping out his remaining influence, they suddenly backed off about a month ago, giving him a chance to breathe.

Damian seized that opportunity, taking his men and escaping overseas to lie low and await a chance to make a comeback.

Liliana had heard all of this from Gabriel. She had no interest in the power dynamics of Crownport, nor in the current state of the Cooper family.

Right before they boarded their flight, Lucas called again, sincerely pleading with Liliana to visit Linton in the hospital.

Liliana had long since blocked Lucas’s number. He had somehow found Mrs. Hart’s contact information and called her instead.

By then, both women were already at the airport, waiting at their gate.

Listening to Lucas’s plea—the young man on the other end sounded like he was on the verge of tears—Mrs. Hart felt a pang of pity. As one gets older, it's easy to become soft-hearted and sentimental.

With a helpless sigh, Mrs. Hart said, “Lucas, let me ask her for you. Try not to worry so much.”

Lucas quickly wiped away a tear, his gratitude genuine. “Thank you, Mrs. Hart.”

He continued cautiously, “Mrs. Hart, could you please help me and talk to Miss Hart... For the past month, Mr. Cooper has been trapped in a nightmare, unconscious. The doctors say if this continues, he might never wake up.”

“Mrs. Hart, I’m not asking for Miss Hart to come to the hospital. But at least, could you try to persuade her, for the sake of all the years they shared... Just beg her, even if it’s just over the phone. Could she say a single word to Mr. Cooper?”

By the end, Lucas’s tone was almost subservient.

“Mr. Cooper... if Mr. Cooper could just hear Miss Hart’s voice, maybe he could wake up from the nightmare...”

His voice trembled, a man nearly thirty on the verge of tears.

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