Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 351

Liliana lifted her head, her expression arrogant and cold, a smirk playing on her lips. She felt a wave of satisfaction as she teased him.

"Here, why don't you bark a few times for me, Mr. Cooper? If you sound convincing enough, maybe I'll be merciful and let you keep the things you bought."

Linton's body stiffened.

To anyone else, Liliana's mockery would have been terrifying. Linton was, after all, the one and only heir to the Cooper family in Crownport. He was normally so aloof, so proud and cold. Who would dare to provoke him? You'd have to have a death wish.

Let alone treat him like a stray dog, grinding him underfoot, crushing all his dignity and pride, and tormenting him for sport.

But Liliana was different.

She could treat him like a dog to play with. Hell, if she went downstairs right now, grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and plunged it into his heart, he would only gently cup her face, praise her for a job well done, and say he deserved to die.

He was completely willing.

Linton's shoulder trembled. Through the thin layer of his shirt, he could almost feel the warmth of her small, fair foot, a heat that seemed to seep into his bones, making him go weak. The spot where she pressed down felt so soft.

It was as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at him, an itch that made his heart tremble. Blood rushed to a certain part of his body, and he instinctively clenched his jaw. A blush spread across his handsome, pale face.

Linton’s head bowed in silence. From Liliana's perspective, it looked as if he was enduring a great humiliation, silently suffering.

Liliana's lips twitched. She suddenly found it boring. Placing a hand on her lower back, she started to lift her foot.

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