Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 297

Even after returning home, Liliana was still shaken.

Mrs. Hart had been out of town visiting relatives before the holidays, but when she heard her daughter had nearly been in a car accident, she rushed back immediately.

The moment she walked through the door, she saw Liliana sitting on the sofa, staring blankly into space. A wave of emotion hit her, and she burst into tears, rushing over to embrace her. "Liliana, my darling girl, are you okay?"

Liliana snapped back to reality, her heart still pounding with residual fear. She hugged her mother back, trying to offer comfort. "I'm fine, Mom, really. See? I'm perfectly okay. Gabriel reacted so quickly, otherwise... well, it doesn't matter. It's over, and we're all fine."

Mrs. Hart wiped her eyes and turned to her son. She saw the bandage on Gabriel's arm and her heart ached with worry. "Gabriel, what on earth happened? How could you nearly get into an accident?"

"A drunk driver," Gabriel said flatly. "Just bad luck."

Mrs. Hart frowned, her anxiety mounting. "That's not good enough... what if something had happened? Liliana's pregnant!" The more she thought about it, the more unsettled she became. She took Liliana's hand, her tone earnest.

"Liliana, maybe... for these last two months, you should just stay home. Don't go out. It's safer."

Liliana nodded. "That's what I was thinking, Mom. It's too unpredictable out there. I'll have my assistant bring my work computer over tomorrow. I can work from home."

Mrs. Hart's expression softened. "That's a good idea."

Then, remembering something, her tone brightened as she changed the subject. "Liliana, the decorators you asked me to find? I've hired them. They can start on Amelia's nursery tomorrow!"

A genuine smile lit up her face. "I saw your designs, and they're absolutely beautiful. That's my girl. When Amelia is old enough to understand, she'll be so happy to know her mother designed her nursery and oversaw every little detail."

Liliana smiled at the thought but didn't say anything.

As her mother painted a picture of the future, she felt a flicker of anticipation. She wondered what her baby would be like. Hopefully, she'd take after her. But not too much. She couldn't be a hopeless romantic, not like her mother. Her baby... she had to have a happier life.

...

"Mr. Cooper." Lucas had dropped the man off at the police station and was now driving Linton home.

If you could call it a home.

It was a magnificent, exquisitely furnished house, but it was empty. After the woman of the house had left, this place, once full of life, had become a soulless, cold, and cavernous shell.

Since returning to the country, Linton had been living in the house he had bought for Liliana. He had replicated the decor she had chosen for their first home down to the last detail. It was as if, by doing so, he could hold onto some part of her.

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