A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 751-760

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,

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

descended the stairs, Edwin

a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding a

am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your

gaze shifted to

washed over him, causing his eyelids to

proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

to smoke, he

he pressed down on the

hour, the vehicle gradually

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

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

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

her

unlocked the

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

embracing Edwin within her arms

striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

was grappled with

to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You

words carried a harsh

in the presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him,

car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat,

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

now?” Waylen scoffed,

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

silence, he pressed down on

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

cradling Edwin in his

voice resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

features bore striking resemblance and their brown

swelled with

voice a

with a

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

words carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced

grasped her hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the study for a

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still

their instincts compelled them to find solace

course of action should Rena

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law,

his anger. Freshen

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

sigh escaped Rena’s

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

comfort solely in

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

had brought along, its color faded from

took note of this

as she said, “Come and

down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the

her

I’m scared! At

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

day was fraught with worries over numerous

once romantic moments with that man had dissipated

she caught glimpses of him in

remained a man

innocent

not

to teach him a lesson

eyes, Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall lamp providing

in hand. The ashtray before him

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

his

over, perched herself

cigarette, leaning

an extended duration. Eventually, in a husky voice, he asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on

inquired,

parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me persuade my parents, am I

slowly pressing her

flush spread across Waylen’s

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

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

remained silent, knowing full well that

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

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

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

sway him, captivating his attention as

chuckle escaped

he pressed his forehead against

from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

you attempting 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 reconcile. Our sexual life should be founded upon mutual love, naturally unfolding, and not for the sake of

ceased her

warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it

depth,

feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with

no longer withstand the

not angry? Why did he start flirting

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in the mood

spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with

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