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.

seizing his arm, her voice

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

the stairs,

hint of trepidation, yet remained

tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen. Look, your mother is here

gaze shifted

washed over him, causing his eyelids to

to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his

“Please, for the time

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

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on

half an hour, the vehicle

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

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

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

her

stairs, she unlocked the door

tenderly placing Edwin upon the

for

sensing the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled with

Edwin’s. His voice a murmur

was grappled with

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

carried a

Rena implored, “Let’s not discuss it in the presence of

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

him, causing

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

she whispered, “Please, for

scoffed, closing the car door

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

he pressed down on the

the vehicle

of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber.

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

sleep

her

stairs, she unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her

bore striking resemblance and

swelled

gently caressed Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a

grappled with a sense

turned to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

words carried a

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced Waylen’s

grasped her hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues

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

of action should

Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll prepare your favorite snack—fried

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

sigh escaped Rena’s

should have returned earlier.

comfort solely

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast,

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

note of this

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

down to

longer exhibited the

by her side, providing

I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me, and now I’m almost

raised

with worries

once romantic moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away

glimpses of him in the

man of refinement and

innocent and youthful woman

dared not make any

teach him a lesson

eyes, Cecilia nodded in

sought out Waylen in

entered a dimly lit room, with only

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

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

fixed his

different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his

cigarette, leaning against

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

inquired, “Will you

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

deny it, slowly pressing

flush spread

prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or

encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena

was currently furious with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin.

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

the Fowler family, attending school, getting married,

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

chuckle escaped

his embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers. “But

refrained from any

utilizing her gentleness

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

ceased her

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

held depth, subtly disagreeing with

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

no longer withstand

not angry? Why did he start

pajamas, 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

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not in the mood for intimacy

in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities

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