All Chapters of A Repentant Ex-Husband: Come Back To Me, My Love: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

The air in the hospital room felt thick, heavy with emotions that could not be contained.Mateo, despite the sharp pain in his chest, took Delia’s hand firmly. He ignored her faint protests and leaned toward her, looking her straight in the eyes with an intensity that completely disarmed her.“Listen to me carefully, Delia.” His voice was soft, but every word was charged with strength. “You’re not a burden at all. If I chose to save you, it’s because I care about you… a lot.”Delia parted her lips to reply, but the words wouldn’t come out. The seriousness on Mateo’s face left her perplexed. She had never seen him so determined before.“What they did to you doesn’t define who you are,” Mateo continued, leaving her no room to doubt. “You’re still the strong, brave woman I’ve always admired.”She shook her head slowly, and her eyes began to fill with tears.“Mateo…” Her voice was barely a whisper. “You don’t have to stay with me. You deserve someone better, someone… who can make you happ

The atmosphere in the room grew tense, almost unbearable. Simon looked at the young woman in front of him as if he hadn’t heard right, his eyes filled with disbelief, while she returned a shy but determined smile.“My what?” he snapped, breaking the silence with his firm, confused voice.Nelly raised her hands in a conciliatory gesture, trying to calm the situation before it spiraled out of control.“It’s a family arrangement, Simon. Hailey is lovely, and I thought you might give her a chance”—her tone was gentle, but there was a hint of insistence in her words—“Besides, you could use some company.”Simon closed his eyes for a moment, trying to process what he’d just heard. When he opened them, he let out a sigh full of frustration.“Mom, you can’t be serious…”Nelly took a step toward him, her hands clasped in a pleading gesture.—Son, I know it didn’t go as you expected last time, but this time might be different. Hailey is a good girl, and…—Absolutely not,” Simon interrupted her,

Dr. Carrasco’s office was decorated in warm, inviting tones, but Delia didn’t care. Her attention was focused on the firm grip of Mateo’s hand, which seemed to be the only thing keeping her on her feet as they waited in the waiting room.“I’ll be here as long as you need me,” Mateo whispered with a calm smile.She nodded without looking at him, her jaw clenched with tension. When Dr. Carrasco called them in, Mateo gave her hand a gentle squeeze before letting go.“Good luck,” he murmured.Delia entered the office with hesitant steps. She felt as though the air was suffocating her, but the doctor’s warm smile put her at ease.“Have a seat, Delia,” said the doctor, gesturing to a chair across from him. “There’s no pressure here; we’ll only talk if you want to.”She sank into the chair, crossing her arms over her chest as if that would put up an invisible shield.“I don’t know where to start,” she said softly, avoiding his gaze.“Start wherever you feel most comfortable,” Carrasco replie

Simon was sitting in the chair in the room, his elbows resting on his knees and his gaze fixed on the floor. His mind was still fixated on the words he had heard in the hallway.“She told me, and I didn’t believe her,” he murmured, his eyes unfocused. “I thought… I thought she just wanted to push me away.”Hailey watched him silently from the corner, unsure whether she should say anything else or wait. Finally, she took a small step toward him and spoke in a soft voice, choosing each word carefully.“Simon… have you considered that this child might be yours?” she asked, with a mix of curiosity and sensitivity.He looked up suddenly, staring at her with an expression of pure panic. His chest tightened with an intensity he hadn’t expected.The emotions overwhelming him were a whirlwind: fear, hope, and a deep knot of uncertainty.For a moment he thought that, if that child was his, it might be a chance to regain what he had lost with Natalia. But almost at the same time, he remembered t

It took Natalia just a few seconds to compose herself after Simon’s unexpected question. She frowned and glared at him, though her voice remained firm and controlled.“What are you doing here, Simon?” she asked. “Eavesdropping on other people’s conversations—and outside your room, no less.”Simon didn’t flinch at her rebuke. His gaze remained fixed on hers, determined and with a hint of pain.“That doesn’t matter right now, Natalia. I want an answer,” he said, trying to keep his tone calm. “Is it possible that baby is mine?”Natalia sighed with obvious irritation, but maintained her composure upon noticing Nathan’s presence.“I’m not going to talk about that here, not with my son present.”Before Simon could press the issue, Nathan approached him with an innocent smile and wrapped his little arms around his leg.“You look better, Papa Simon.”The gesture disarmed Simon, who couldn’t help but smile. He leaned down slightly to ruffle the boy’s hair tenderly.“Thanks, champ. I’m feeling