Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 261

Liliana didn't think much of it.

She was just curious about what kind of gift Mrs. Hart had for her.

After all, they had been out shopping all day, so it was perfectly normal to come back with a present.

Liliana squeezed Mrs. Hart's warm hand and smiled. "Alright, then. I'll go downstairs with you."

Her demeanor was subdued, the smile never quite reaching her eyes, giving it a strained quality.

Liliana thought she was hiding it well, but a mother can always see through her daughter's facade.

She just didn't want her family to worry.

Trailing behind her, Mrs. Hart let out a quiet sigh.

Letting go, moving on.

It was easy to say, but so much harder to do.

She knew that the longer a memory had to settle, the longer it took to truly look forward. The heart, after all, isn't made of stone.

It aches.

And it needs time to mend its wounds.

...

When Liliana came downstairs, she spotted a familiar tall, slender figure by the dining table in the living room.

For a fleeting second, she thought she was seeing things, thought she was looking at Matthew again—that refined, noble gentleman who had long since vanished into the river of time.

Liliana blinked, a little dazed, but quickly realized her mistake.

No.

Matthew was older than her, not this youthful.

His essence was one of gentle warmth.

The person before her had similarly handsome, well-defined features, but they carried a hint of boyish swagger and a lazy charm.

Clarity returned to Liliana's striking. She said, "Liam..."

"What are you doing here?"

Liam's lean waist was cinched with an adorable pink apron. He held a plate in each hand, his tall frame leaning casually against the table. Hearing her, he looked over and let out a low chuckle.

"My dear Liliana, why can't I be here?"

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