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

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

the stairs, Edwin roused from his

sleepily at Waylen, he felt a hint of

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

gaze shifted to

over him, causing his

the car, carefully securing the little

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

prolonged silence, he pressed

the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the

tenderly placing Edwin upon the

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

features bore striking resemblance and

swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice a

grappled with a sense of

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him,

words carried

not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can

Waylen glared at her.

not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she

washed over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

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

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

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

smoke, he

silence, he pressed

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

Edwin to sleep

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

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

resemblance and

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he said, “He

was grappled with a sense

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

words carried

not discuss it in the presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound

flicker of tenderness

“Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues still

their instincts compelled them to find solace in

course of action

as her

said softly, “Pay no mind to his

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking

sigh escaped Rena’s

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

comfort

for you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials are in

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight

the well-worn pajamas she had brought

note

she refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she said,

down to

she no longer exhibited the

her side,

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

she had single-handedly raised

was fraught with worries over numerous

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

she caught glimpses of him in

remained a man of refinement and

the innocent and youthful woman she once

dared not make

needs to teach him a lesson but

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia

Rena sought out Waylen

dimly lit room, with only a small

behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability and anger.

the window,

his gaze upon

different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over,

cigarette, leaning against

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 their emotional

Rena inquired, “Will you

her waist and replied, “Why don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed,

it, slowly pressing

spread across

a prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your

her head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it for

silent, knowing full well that Rena had

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

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having his

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

escaped Waylen’s

into his embrace, he pressed his

from any

utilizing her gentleness to

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

her

feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems

depth, subtly disagreeing

wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me

could no longer withstand

did

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood for intimacy

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

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