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

have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark

stairs,

he felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining

tender tone, “I am your

shifted to

relief washed over him, causing

scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the car

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed down

the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

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

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

and embracing Edwin within her

facial features bore striking resemblance and their

swelled with

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

with a sense of

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried a

presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t

over him, causing

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

his desire to smoke, he

prolonged silence, he pressed down

hour, the vehicle gradually

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

cradling Edwin

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

for Edwin remained undisturbed

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured

and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled

voice a

with a sense

her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried a

it in the presence of the children.

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues

their instincts compelled them

action

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

Cecilia to the guest room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking

sigh escaped Rena’s

tenderly patted Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should

silent, seeking comfort solely in

hair and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

pajamas she had brought

note of

she said, “Come and dine. I’ve

down to

no longer

by her

I’m scared! At that time, he

years, she had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships of a difficult

was fraught with worries over numerous

had dissipated

of him in

remained a man of refinement and

the innocent and youthful woman

dared not make any

softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a

Cecilia

stability, Rena sought out

dimly lit

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

behind her, Rena approached the window,

silently fixed his gaze

over, perched herself

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

a husky 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 opportunity to get close. The days when Mark was in the

Rena inquired,

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

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across Waylen’s

“Are you defending your

his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

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

kiss and uttered,

attending school, getting married, and

sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all,

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

embrace, he pressed his forehead against

from any

utilizing her gentleness to

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

ceased her

her head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his

held depth,

are my wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at

could no longer

did he start flirting

she stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the master bedroom with me

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the

thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended mere

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