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.

pleaded, seizing his arm, her

of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall

stairs,

at Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained

a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your

shifted

over him, causing his

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

voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

silence, he pressed down on the

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

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 emerged

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you,

her acquiescence

unlocked the door for

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

resemblance and their brown

swelled with

gently caressed Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

grappled with a sense of

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

words carried a

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she

him, causing his

scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

a prolonged silence, he

an hour, the vehicle

air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a

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

softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

nodded, her

stairs, she unlocked the

tenderly

for

opening her eyes and embracing

and their brown hair mirrored

swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he

with a sense

his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried a harsh

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger at me! This is not

of tenderness graced Waylen’s

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the study

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still loomed

home, their instincts compelled them to

action should Rena

Rena as her

no mind to his anger.

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

sigh escaped

hand, whispering, “You should have returned

comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight

had brought along, its color faded from numerous

note

she said, “Come and dine. I’ve prepared your

sat down to

longer exhibited the

remained by her side, providing

finishing the meal, Cecilia broke down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he

had single-handedly raised her

fraught with worries

man had dissipated like fleeting

she caught glimpses of him in

remained a man of

she was no longer the innocent and

not make any

whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t harm Edwin.

Cecilia

stability, Rena sought

entered a dimly lit room, with

behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked

silently fixed his

walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly

the cigarette,

insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the opportunity

inquired, “Will

It appears you think I’m easily

deny it, slowly pressing her face

flush spread

a prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf

encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

well that Rena had discerned his

was currently furious with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin to sway his

a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having

possessed an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After

escaped Waylen’s

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

from any

him, utilizing her gentleness

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 needs to be

her

feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it

held depth, subtly

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with

could no longer withstand the

Why did he start

stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not in the mood for intimacy

her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255