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,

now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found

stairs, Edwin roused from his

hint of trepidation, yet

child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen. Look, your mother is here

shifted

relief washed over him, causing

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

a prolonged silence, he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door

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

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

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

striking resemblance and their

heart swelled

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

was grappled with

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

carried a

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

Waylen glared at her.

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 is not

him, causing his eyelids to

witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

prolonged silence, he pressed down

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you,

her acquiescence

unlocked the

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

comfortable, for Edwin

and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

bore striking resemblance and their brown

swelled with

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

with a

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

words carried a harsh

it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to find solace in one

action should

still regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite

no mind to his

was about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to

sigh escaped

“You should have returned earlier. Waylen is

comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast,

had brought along, its color faded from numerous

took note of this

as she

down to

no longer exhibited the

her side, providing

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

raised her child, enduring

fraught with worries over numerous

had dissipated like fleeting clouds,

caught glimpses of him

man of

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman

not make any

needs to teach him a lesson but he

eyes, Cecilia nodded

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

dimly lit

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

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

fixed his gaze upon

Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly embraced

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

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 have fostered their emotional connection.”

Rena inquired, “Will

I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me

it, slowly pressing her

spread across

prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

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

knowing full well that Rena had

person he truly cared about

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

shall grow up within the Fowler family, attending school,

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

escaped

he pressed his forehead against hers.

from any

her gentleness to sway

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

her

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

gaze held depth,

You are my wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel

longer withstand

did he start flirting with

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood for intimacy

master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her

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