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 voice filled with

options now. Either come 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

the stairs, Edwin roused from

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

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

shifted

sense of relief washed over him, causing his

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

desire to smoke, he reluctantly

silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

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

sleep

her acquiescence

unlocked the door

entered, tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

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

resemblance and their

swelled

Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice

grappled with a

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

carried a

in the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound

sense of relief washed over him,

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 being, don’t inform Dad and Mom

now?” Waylen scoffed,

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

silence, he pressed down

vehicle gradually pulled into the

her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing

cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

Edwin to sleep beside

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

entered, tenderly

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

bore striking resemblance and

swelled

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

grappled with

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

words carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced

with Cecilia. I will retire to the study

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

their instincts compelled them to

course of action should Rena

still regarded Rena as her

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

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

escaped

hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier.

silent, seeking comfort solely in the

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia

pajamas she had brought along, its color faded from numerous

note of

as she

down

she no longer

her side, providing

the 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

day was fraught with worries over numerous

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

caught glimpses of him in

man of

innocent

not make any

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

eyes, Cecilia nodded

sought out Waylen

lit room, with only a small

The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a

door behind her, Rena approached the

silently fixed his gaze upon

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

the cigarette, leaning against her

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 their emotional connection.”

Rena inquired,

parents? It appears you think I’m easily

it, slowly

spread across Waylen’s

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

waist as she whispered

silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not bring embarrassment

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

captivating his attention as she

escaped

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

refrained from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway 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 for the

ceased her playful

neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat,

gaze held depth, subtly

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

longer withstand

he not angry? Why did he start

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not

revolved around the complexities

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