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

countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your

they descended the stairs,

he felt a hint of trepidation, yet

head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big

gaze shifted to

washed over him, causing

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

smoke, he

a prolonged silence, he pressed

the vehicle

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

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

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

nodded, her

the stairs, she unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

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

facial features bore striking resemblance and

heart swelled

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

was grappled with a

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

carried a harsh

the presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him,

proceeded to the car, carefully securing

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

scoffed, closing the car door

his desire to smoke, he

he pressed down

vehicle gradually pulled into the

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 donned a night robe and gracefully

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

sleep

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

and their brown hair

swelled

head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a

with a sense

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

carried a

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

Waylen glared at her.

longer 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 not

of tenderness graced

her hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to find

of action should

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law,

no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a

Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace in

escaped Rena’s

whispering, “You should have

remained silent, seeking comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia

the well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its

took note of this

her voice quivered as she said, “Come

down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

remained by her side,

At that time,

single-handedly raised

day was fraught with

moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting

of him in the

man

was no longer the innocent

not make

simply whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded in

sought out Waylen in the

open the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small

ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability

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

fixed his

Rena walked over, perched herself on

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against

on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the opportunity to get close. The days when

Rena inquired, “Will you

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

slowly pressing her face

flush spread

“Are you defending your uncle or

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

remained silent, knowing full well

Mark, and the only person he truly cared about

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

attending school, getting married, and having his

ability to sway him, captivating his attention

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

closer into his embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers. “But he truly resembles that

from

him, utilizing her gentleness to

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.

ceased her playful

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

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing

I want you to genuinely feel at

could no longer

angry? Why did he start flirting with

smoothing her pajamas, she stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not

bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities

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