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

of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two 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

descended the stairs,

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

am your

gaze shifted

over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

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

whispered, “Please, for the time being,

now?” Waylen scoffed,

smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

he pressed

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

nodded, her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door

tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

striking resemblance and their brown hair

heart swelled with

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

with a sense of

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

carried

not discuss it in the presence of the children.

Waylen glared at her.

was not 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 have directed

of relief washed over him, causing his

heart ached upon witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

desire to smoke, he reluctantly

a prolonged silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

to sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her

unlocked the

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

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

resemblance and their

swelled

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

with a sense

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

words carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

before. However, Rena no 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

tenderness graced Waylen’s

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed

when confronted with the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to

action should

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite

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

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking

sigh escaped

Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should

seeking comfort solely in the

to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials are

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia

brought along, its color

note of this

as she

sat down

she no longer

by her side, providing

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

she had single-handedly raised her child,

with worries over

man had dissipated like fleeting

glimpses of him

a man of refinement

longer the innocent

dared not make

teach him a lesson but

eyes, Cecilia

stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with

him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament

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

his gaze upon

than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and

the cigarette, leaning against

failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia

Rena inquired, “Will

ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me

deny it, slowly pressing

spread

you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

encircling his waist as she whispered gently,

silent, knowing full well that Rena

only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully

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

within the Fowler family, attending school,

his attention as she stated, “After

escaped

pressed his forehead against hers. “But he

from any

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

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

her playful

his neck. Listening to

depth, subtly disagreeing

wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with

longer withstand

not angry? Why did he start

into his arms, tenderly embracing her

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood for intimacy

the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended mere external

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