A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 751-760

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 arm, her

back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no alternative but to hastily gather a few garments and depart alongside

the stairs, Edwin roused from

felt a hint of trepidation,

child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen.

shifted

him,

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

whispered, “Please, for the time being,

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

he pressed down

the vehicle gradually pulled

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 from

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

“Allow Edwin to sleep

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing

for Edwin remained

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like

features bore striking resemblance and their

heart swelled with

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

was grappled with a sense

his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him, haven’t

words carried a

presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

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

relief washed over him, causing his

proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy

voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please,

scoffed, closing the car door behind

he

prolonged silence, he pressed

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

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

sleep beside

nodded, her

unlocked the door

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

embracing Edwin within her arms

and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled with

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

with a sense of

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

words carried

discuss it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced Waylen’s

and said, “Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed

confronted with the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to find solace in one

course of action should

still regarded Rena as

to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll prepare your

to depart, Cecilia clung

sigh escaped

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

silent, seeking comfort solely

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight

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

note

refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she

sat down to

she no longer

her

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

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

day was fraught with worries

moments with that man had dissipated

of him in the

man

the innocent

not make any

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

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

dimly lit room, with only a small

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

Rena approached the window, whispering,

fixed his

different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched

the cigarette, leaning against her

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

Rena inquired, “Will you

parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and

it, slowly

flush spread across Waylen’s

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

waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena

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

tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s

grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married,

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

escaped Waylen’s

he pressed his

refrained from

him, utilizing her gentleness to

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 be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual life should be founded upon mutual love, naturally unfolding, and not

ceased her playful

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

gaze held depth, subtly

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

no longer

angry? Why did

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not in

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

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