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.

his arm, her voice filled

or I shall

stairs,

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

child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s

gaze shifted

of relief washed over him, causing

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

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly

a prolonged silence, he pressed

an hour, the vehicle

sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night robe and gracefully emerged from

cradling

softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

resemblance and

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he said,

grappled with a sense

face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

carried

it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

was 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 have directed your anger at me! This

him, causing

car, carefully securing the little boy into

as she whispered, “Please, for the time being,

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

he

he pressed down on

the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

voice resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked

tenderly placing Edwin upon the

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging

and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled with

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

with a sense

turned to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

words carried a

the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

“Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the study for a

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed between

home, their instincts compelled

of action

still regarded Rena as her sister-in-law,

no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower

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

sigh escaped

patted Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen is truly

seeking comfort solely in

offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia

brought along, its color

note of

her voice quivered as she said, “Come

sat down

she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

remained by her

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

she had single-handedly raised her

fraught with

that man had dissipated

glimpses of him in

man of refinement and

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman

dared not make any

needs to teach him a

eyes, Cecilia nodded

stability, Rena sought out

a dimly lit room, with only

him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his

Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you

fixed his gaze

usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly

cigarette, leaning against her

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 hospital must have fostered

Rena inquired, “Will you

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

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing her

flush spread across

prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your

his waist

knowing full well

he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena

initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s

up within the Fowler family, attending

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

chuckle escaped

closer into his embrace, he pressed his forehead

refrained from any

utilizing her

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 needs to

her

feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of

gaze held depth,

are my wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every

could no longer withstand

did he

Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in the mood for

upon the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they

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