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.

his arm, her voice filled with

or I shall summon

stairs,

a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed,

a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle

shifted to

washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

hour, the vehicle gradually

Waylen had no intention of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

her

she unlocked the door for

Waylen entered, tenderly

comfortable, for Edwin remained

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within

bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he said,

was grappled with a sense

his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried a

the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

him. As she exited the bedroom, she even

sense of relief washed over him, causing

to the car, carefully securing the little boy

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

scoffed, closing the car door

he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he pressed down

half an hour, the vehicle

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

she beheld Waylen cradling

resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep

her

the stairs, she unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

eyes and embracing Edwin within her

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair

swelled with

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

grappled with

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

words carried

the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger at me! This is not my

flicker of tenderness

said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the study for

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed between

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

course of action should Rena

still regarded Rena as

his anger. Freshen

depart, Cecilia clung

sigh escaped

whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen is truly

seeking comfort solely

prepare something for you to

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

pajamas she had brought along,

took note of

she refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come and

down to

she no longer

her side, providing

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

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

fraught with worries

romantic moments with that man had dissipated

of him

a man of

longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

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

Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

entered a dimly lit room, with only a small

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

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

his gaze

a different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched

extinguished the cigarette, leaning

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 opportunity to get close. The days when Mark was in the hospital must

inquired, “Will

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

slowly pressing

spread

defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

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

well that Rena had

person he

a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having his own

him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all, he shares

escaped Waylen’s

his embrace, he pressed his forehead

refrained from any

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness

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

her head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm

held depth, subtly

I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and

could no longer withstand the

did

embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood for intimacy

the complexities of her

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