Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 345

Linton easily caught the pillow she threw. He plucked a few of her hairs from it, tossed them in the trash, and then carefully handed it back to her. His voice, usually as cool and crisp as snow, was incredibly hoarse.

"Liliana, you're awake?"

"Wait for me, I'll go bring your breakfast up."

Linton chattered on, lost in his own world, as he described the meal. "Darling, I made Oatmeal and Frittata this morning, and I also made a red bean pudding for you."

He paused, a gentle smile forming on his lips as he gazed at her with deep affection, his voice raspy and reluctant.

"Start the day with something sweet, and the whole day will be filled with good fortune."

There was some truth to that.

Sweet foods could indeed stimulate dopamine and improve one's mood.

Liliana looked at him calmly, her gaze fixed on him for a long moment before she stated, out of the blue, "You've been crying."

It was a statement, not a question.

...

He forced a smile, a glutton for his own punishment. He leaned in, trying to coax her with a shameless grin. "Does that make your heart ache for me?"

"Why don't you comfort me? If you do, it won't hurt anymore."

Liliana slowly lowered her gaze, not looking at him again as she said coldly, "Stay away from me. Get lost."

As if that wasn't enough, she added a layer of mocking scorn to her tone. "Feel sorry for you? I'd rather feel sorry for a dog. At least a dog has value. What value do you have?"

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