Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 79

Liliana didn't want to talk to him.

Not at all.

The mere sight of him was irritating.

She set her jaw, trying to wrench her arm free. "I have nothing to talk to you about."

Linton's large, warm hand tightened its grip on her slender wrist, holding her fast. He refused to let her go.

His eyes bored into hers, his voice firm and demanding. "Come outside. We're talking."

"If you want to end this engagement, you can't just do it without an explanation. We are going to settle this."

His intense gaze made her skin crawl. There were times, ever since they were children, when she had been genuinely afraid of him.

This was one of those times.

When Linton was truly serious, the commanding aura of a man born to lead was overwhelming, leaving no room for argument.

But Liliana wasn't the same girl she used to be.

She had already thrown caution to the wind. She was determined to draw a line between them. "Fine, we can talk," she conceded, setting her condition. "But after we talk, you have to agree to break off the engagement."

"Otherwise, there's nothing to talk about."

Linton felt a sharp pang in his chest.

Every time she saw him now, it was the same refrain—end the engagement. She was like a little hedgehog, bristling with quills, unable to resist taking a jab at him.

He forced his anger down, his voice low and placating. "Come on, Liliana, don't be angry. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you."

"Necklaces, earrings, bags… If not that, what do you want to eat? Cake? Pastries?"

This was his standard method for placating her after their arguments.

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