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

me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused

of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding

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

gaze shifted to

him, causing his eyelids to flutter

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

no 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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling

sleep beside Lexi tonight!

nodded, her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

tenderly

was exceptionally comfortable, for

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

striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he

with a

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

carried a

not discuss it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

washed over him, causing his eyelids

carefully securing the little boy into his designated

voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

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

her

the stairs, she unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

and embracing Edwin within her arms

striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

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

was grappled with a sense

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

words carried a

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

Waylen glared at her.

before him. As she exited the bedroom,

of tenderness

Cecilia. I will retire to the

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

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

course of action

Rena as her sister-in-law, despite

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

Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace in her

escaped Rena’s

“You should have returned earlier. Waylen is truly

remained silent, seeking comfort solely in the

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

brought

note

as she said,

down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

remained by her

tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me,

years, she had single-handedly raised

with worries over

dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

glimpses of him in the

man of refinement and

was no longer the innocent and youthful

dared not

simply whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him

Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen

dimly lit room, with only a small

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

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

fixed his

ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself

cigarette, leaning against

on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the opportunity

Rena inquired,

easily swayed, so you want

deny it, slowly

flush spread across Waylen’s

silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle

head, her arms encircling his waist

knowing full well that

he was currently furious with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss

family, attending school, getting married, and having his own children

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

escaped

embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers. “But he

from any

kissed him, utilizing her

still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual life should be founded upon mutual love, naturally unfolding, and not for

her playful

could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm

held depth, subtly disagreeing

to genuinely feel at ease

could no longer withstand

did he start

Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the master bedroom with me

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood for intimacy

upon the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges

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