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.

please!” Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice filled with

me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found

stairs, Edwin roused from

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

gaze shifted

washed over him, causing his eyelids

securing the little boy

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

now?” Waylen scoffed,

smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he pressed down on the

the vehicle

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

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

her acquiescence

she unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

exceptionally comfortable, for

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

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur

grappled with

with brusqueness,

words carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him,

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

she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

a prolonged silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you,

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair

swelled

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

was grappled with a sense of

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

carried a harsh

the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

tenderness graced Waylen’s

and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed

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

course of action should Rena

as her sister-in-law, despite

room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a

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

escaped

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

seeking comfort solely

for you to eat. You go ahead

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight

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

took note of

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

sat down

longer

her

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

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

fraught with

with that man had dissipated like fleeting

glimpses of him in the

man of

innocent and youthful

not make any

“Waylen needs to teach him a lesson

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded in

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small

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

door behind her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have

his

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

cigarette,

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, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the

inquired,

easily swayed, so you want to convince me first

slowly pressing her face

flush spread across

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

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

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned

Mark, and the only person he

tender kiss

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

ability to sway him, captivating his attention

chuckle escaped

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

refrained from

utilizing her gentleness

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

her

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

depth, subtly disagreeing with

you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me I want every memory to be

no longer

he not angry? Why did he start flirting with

pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in the mood for intimacy

her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with

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