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.

seizing his arm, her

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

stairs, Edwin roused

hint of trepidation, yet remained composed,

your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen. Look, your mother is here

shifted to

relief washed over him, causing

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he

hour, the vehicle gradually

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

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

her

she unlocked the door for

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

for Edwin remained undisturbed

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled with

voice

was grappled with a sense of

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You

him, causing his eyelids

securing the little boy into his

she whispered, “Please, for the time being,

scoffed, closing

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed down

vehicle gradually pulled into

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

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

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the

tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

her eyes and embracing Edwin within

and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled

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

with a sense of

laced with brusqueness,

words carried

presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced

with Cecilia. I

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed between

home, their instincts compelled them to find solace

course of action

Rena as

Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll prepare your favorite snack—fried

clung tightly to her, seeking solace in

sigh escaped

whispering, “You should have returned earlier.

seeking comfort solely in

gently smoothed Cecilia’s hair and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast,

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought along,

took note

comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come and dine. I’ve

down

she no longer exhibited the

remained by her side, providing

scared! At that time, he couldn’t

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

fraught with worries over

dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried

she caught glimpses of him in

man of

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

simply whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but

eyes, Cecilia nodded

Rena sought out Waylen in

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

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

the door behind her, Rena approached the window,

silently fixed his

over, perched herself on

cigarette, leaning against

Eventually, in a husky voice, he asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your

Rena inquired, “Will

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

it, slowly pressing her

spread across

you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

full well

and Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin to sway his

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

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

an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After

chuckle escaped

he pressed his forehead against

refrained from any

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope

her playful

from his neck. Listening to the

gaze held depth,

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

could no longer

angry? Why did he start flirting

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

not in the mood

the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended

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