Rena soon returned with a bowl of noodles.

Today, she was exceptionally considerate, even setting a fork and a spoon for him.

Waylen’s gaze grew deeper. He refrained from questioning Rena in front of Alexis and quietly finished the bowl of noodles.

After Alexis fell asleep, Waylen entered her room and sat on the edge of her bed. Taking hold of Rena’s hand, he asked softly, “Alexis said you cried today. You’re an adult and a mother. Why did you still cry like a child? Is it because I’ve neglected you?”

Rena sat up and replied, “Don’t tease me. You can just ask anything you want.”

“Didn’t you let me know through Alexis? I should at least show my concern towards you first!”

Waylen turned to glance at Alexis, who was sound asleep.

Rena carefully lifted the quilt and whispered, “Let’s go outside and talk.”

Waylen halted her.

His voice turned hoarse as he said, “Let’s talk here. Alexis won’t wake up.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Rena revealed, “I saw Cecilia today.”

Waylen feigned ignorance, a hint of anger flashing across his face. “That’s a good thing. Where is she?”

Rena scrutinized his expression.

She realized she couldn’t bring herself to tell him about Cecilia’s child.

She attempted to please him, placing her hand on his shoulder and gently stroking it. “Don’t be angry. She… She seems to have a child now.”

Waylen looked at her hand.

How could he not understand what she was trying to do? Tonight, he wasn’t in the mood for intimacy though. Otherwise, he would have been willing to take her to the master bedroom. He believed that she wouldn’t refuse him tonight.

Waylen pretended to remain composed. “That’s a good thing. Our Fowler family has gained a new member.”

Knowing him well, Rena sensed that he was about to leave. She held onto him and whispered softly, “Let’s go visit her together tomorrow.”

Waylen grew irritated.

Her tenderness made him angry and helpless.

Suddenly, he pulled her beneath him and kissed her passionately.

Rena felt a slight discomfort from his intense kiss, but she didn’t resist him.

After a while, he broke the kiss and buried his face in her neck, breathing heavily.

“Go to bed early. We’ll visit her together tomorrow.”

Relieved by his agreement, Rena closed her eyes gently.

Seeing her acquiescent demeanor, Waylen was tempted. He wasn’t able to resist kissing her passionately once more.

In the middle of the night, Waylen changed his clothes and stepped out of the house.

As he arrived at the old alley and opened the car door, he froze.

His beloved sister resided in such squalid conditions.

He knocked on the door, and after a long pause, Cecilia’s trembling voice was heard from the inside.

“Who is it?”

With a cigarette delicately gripped between his fingers, Waylen replied in a low voice, “It’s me. Open the door.”

Cecilia slowly opened the door, her face pale.

“Waylen!”

In the dimly lit night, within the confines of an aged dwelling nestled in a narrow alley, a profound scene unfolded.

Waylen’s gaze fixated upon his sister, whom he had lavished with affection throughout the years, observing her unadorned attire.

Subsequently, his attention shifted to the timeworn apartment that stood in the background.

A furrow formed upon his brow, his fingers holding the cigarette exhibiting a slight tremor, betraying his inner turmoil.

Taking a deep inhalation from his cigarette, he ventured forth, crossing the threshold while surveying the surroundings with intent. “Where might the child be?” he queried.

Startled, she questioned, her voice trembling, “Did Rena divulge this to you?”

Waylen retorted with irritation, “Do you believe she would assist you in concealing the truth, allowing you to persist in this destitute abode? Tell me, who is the child’s father?”

At present, the identity of the child’s progenitor eluded him.

Cecilia, however, denied him entry into the chamber.

Waylen extinguished his cigarette, expelling the final remnants of smoke, and demanded, “Tell me.”

Regardless of the father’s identity, he vowed to confront the man vehemently!

Cecilia stood resolute before the door, her plea uttered in a hushed tone, “Edwin and I shall manage just fine! I possess the means to provide for him independently. Spare me _ from inquiries!”

A crimson hue tinted Waylen’s eyes.

A mere breath away from her, he reached out to shield her, ushering them both into the bedroom.

The modest sleeping quarters spanned an area of scarcely 10 square meters.

Save for the antiquated bed, a diminutive desk adorned with an array of magazines was the sole furnishing.

Waylen approached, his gaze fixed upon those periodicals, featuring Cecilia’s countenance upon their covers!

He swallowed hard and proceeded toward the aged bed.

The young boy slumbered soundly, his exquisite visage adorned with brown, cropped tresses.

Upon beholding the familiar features and matching hair color, Waylen was struck by a realization, his eyes ablaze with fury!

Abandoning his query regarding the child’s paternity, for there existed no need to ask!

Abruptly, Waylen spun around, his piercing glare affixed upon his sister.

Cecilia’s lips quivered, her countenance contorted in agony, as she pleaded in a subdued murmur, “Waylen, refrain from seeking him out! I implore you… I have severed ties with him.”

Waylen extended his hand, delicately caressing the slumbering child.

Engulfed in a momentary trance, Waylen beseeched gently, “He? Who is he? Tell me!”

Cecilia covered her mouth, her secret laid bare.

In truth, Waylen possessed full knowledge of the child’s paternal figure.

Suppressing his seething anger, Waylen inquired, “When did you become entwined with him? Do you even grasp the gravity of your actions? He surpasses you by over a decade in age, a man in his forties, unburdened by matrimony. He has traversed the paths of numerous companions. How could he fall in love with you, an inexperienced young woman?”

Cecilia experienced an overwhelming sense of shame.

She recognized that she had greatly overestimated herself!

Waylen abstained from further interrogation, removing his coat and draping it over Edwin’s small frame. He then cradled the child tenderly in his arms.

please!” Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice

cloud of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no alternative

the stairs, Edwin roused from his

sleepily at Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from

a gentle touch to the child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes

shifted

washed over him, causing

this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the

as she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad and

scoffed, closing the car door

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on

the vehicle gradually pulled into the

disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night robe and gracefully

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

her acquiescence

unlocked

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

sensing the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

striking resemblance and their brown

swelled

Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a

with a

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried

implored, “Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t

him, causing his

heart ached upon witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then turned his attention to

silently, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad

scoffed, closing the car

smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

silence, he pressed down on

hour, the vehicle

Waylen had no intention of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night robe and gracefully

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her

unlocked the

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

Alexis, sensing the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

grappled with

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered

carried

not discuss it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have

flicker of tenderness graced

with Cecilia. I will retire to

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues still loomed between

with the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts

course of action should Rena

regarded Rena as her

softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with

was about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

escaped Rena’s

patted Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should

seeking comfort solely in

and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its color faded from

note of this

quivered as she said, “Come and

down to

no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

remained by her

the meal, Cecilia broke down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me,

years, she had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the

day was fraught with worries over

had dissipated like fleeting clouds,

caught glimpses of him in the

a man

she was no longer the innocent

dared not make any

needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t harm

Cecilia

Rena sought out Waylen in the

sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall

him overflowed with cigarette

behind her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have

silently fixed his gaze

than usual. Rena walked over,

the cigarette, leaning against her

voice, he asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the

inquired,

I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me

slowly pressing her face against

flush spread across

you defending your uncle or

her arms encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I did

silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned

and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena

tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not bring embarrassment

family, attending school, getting

captivating his attention as she stated, “After all,

escaped Waylen’s

her closer into his embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers. “But he

refrained from

utilizing her gentleness to

delicate waist with his arms and murmured in hushed tones, “Are you attempting to resolve this matter through physical intimacy? Let me make it clear-even if we engage in intimacy tonight, I will still do what

her

neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you possess exceptional self-control

held depth, subtly disagreeing with

respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at

longer withstand the

did

pajamas, she stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss

Rena didn’t refuse.

not in the

master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with

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