Zoey replied, "Now that he knows he has a child on the way, he'll do whatever it takes to see Cecilia!"

Zoey was absolutely right.

Mark changed his clothes and managed to get into a taxi. He was drenched in cold sweat due to the pain he felt.

He told the driver the address.

The driver replied with a smile, “That's an upscale neighborhood.

Many wealthy people live there."

Though he was usually good with words, he couldn't even muster a simple polite smile in response.

Half an hour later, the taxi came to a stop.

Mark struggled to make his way upstairs and rang the doorbell.

Cecilia was at home.

As she was about to take Edwin to school, she heard the doorbell and was stunned when she opened the door.

Standing outside was Mark.

She couldn't help but wonder why he was there.

Mark's gaze was fixed on her, and he made a concerted effort not to focus on her pregnant belly.

He had come here solely to see her.

He didn't want to cause her any trouble.

At that moment, Edwin approached and was overjoyed to see Mark. He clung to his leg as he exclaimed, "Daddy!" His embrace was gentle, but the pain Mark was in caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

After a brief pause, Cecilia knelt down and said to Edwin, "Daddy isn't feeling well. Edwin, my sweet boy, let go of daddy, okay?"

Upon hearing that Mark wasn't well, Edwin released his grip and looked up at Mark.

With his tender face and brownish short hair, Edwin was irresistibly adorable.