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.

Cecilia pleaded, seizing his

now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both.

stairs,

a hint of trepidation, yet remained

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

gaze shifted

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated

“Please, for the

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

desire to smoke, he reluctantly

a prolonged silence, he pressed down

vehicle gradually pulled

thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber.

Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

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

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the door for

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly

comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled with

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

with a sense of

to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness,

words carried a harsh

discuss it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom,

over him, causing his eyelids

ached upon witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy

she whispered, “Please, for the time being,

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her acquiescence

she unlocked the door for

tenderly placing Edwin upon

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

His voice a murmur as

grappled with

with brusqueness, “You must

carried

presence

Waylen glared at her.

longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger at me!

of tenderness graced

with Cecilia. I will retire to the study

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues

their instincts

action should

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first.

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace in

sigh escaped Rena’s

Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier.

seeking comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia

brought along, its

took note of

her voice quivered as she said, “Come and dine.

down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her side,

I’m scared! At that time, he

two years, she had single-handedly raised her child,

fraught with worries over

with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds,

she caught glimpses of

man

no longer the innocent and youthful woman

dared not make any

him a lesson but he

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with

hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability

the door behind her, Rena approached the window, whispering,

his

held a different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched

the cigarette, leaning

extended duration. Eventually, in a husky voice, he asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on

inquired, “Will

appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me persuade my parents, am

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing

spread

he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle

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

silent, knowing full well that Rena

he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin to sway

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

grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having his own children

an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all, he shares

escaped

he pressed his forehead against hers. “But he truly resembles that

refrained from any

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to

in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual life should be founded upon mutual love, naturally unfolding, and not for the sake of anyone else but

ceased her

feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing

feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me I want every

could no longer withstand the

Why did he start

her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured,

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in the mood for

the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen,

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