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.

pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice filled

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 gather a few garments and depart

they descended the stairs, Edwin

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

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

shifted

washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

smoke, he

silence, he pressed

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

to sleep beside

her

stairs, she unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

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

resemblance and their brown hair

swelled with

His voice a

was grappled with

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

carried a harsh

implored, “Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him, causing his

securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then turned his attention

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

a prolonged silence, he pressed

vehicle gradually pulled into

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

cradling Edwin in his

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

her

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing

was exceptionally comfortable, for

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

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

grappled with

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

carried

the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom,

tenderness

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

the circumstances unfolding at home, their

action

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law,

the guest room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll

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

sigh escaped

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

remained silent, seeking comfort solely

you to eat.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight

pajamas she had brought along, its

took note

she

sat down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited

remained by her side,

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

single-handedly raised her child,

day was fraught with

that man had dissipated

she caught glimpses of him

man of

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

teach him a lesson but he won’t

eyes, Cecilia nodded

sought

door, Rena entered a dimly lit

behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament

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

silently fixed his gaze

Rena walked over, perched herself on his

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

on going to Braseovell, your

inquired, “Will

appears you think I’m easily swayed, so

deny it, slowly

spread

“Are you defending your uncle or pleading on

head, her arms encircling his waist

knowing full well that

Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s

grow up within the Fowler family, attending

him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After

escaped Waylen’s

closer into his embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers.

refrained from any

him, utilizing her

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

ceased her

Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you possess exceptional

held depth,

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

no longer withstand the

angry? Why did he start flirting with her

However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in

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

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