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.

seizing his arm, her voice filled with

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

they descended the stairs,

of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining

to the child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother,

shifted

over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

carefully securing

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

Waylen scoffed,

his desire to smoke, he

he pressed down on

vehicle gradually pulled

The sound of the door opening and closing

cradling Edwin in his

to sleep beside Lexi

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door for

Waylen entered, tenderly

for Edwin remained

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

and their brown hair mirrored

swelled

Edwin’s. His voice a

grappled with a sense

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

carried a harsh

presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

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

him, causing his

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

she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad and Mom

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

desire to smoke, he reluctantly

silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle

yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night robe and gracefully emerged from the

cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

voice resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep

her

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

tenderly placing Edwin upon the

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown

swelled

voice a murmur as

was grappled with a sense

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

words carried a

presence of

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to

course of action should Rena

as

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

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

sigh escaped Rena’s

should have returned earlier. Waylen is

comfort

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast,

she had brought along,

took note

she said, “Come and dine. I’ve

sat down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

by her side,

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

single-handedly raised

with

moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried

glimpses of him

remained a man of

she was no longer the innocent and youthful woman

not make any

softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t

Cecilia

sought out

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room,

behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a

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

fixed his

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

the cigarette, leaning

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

Rena inquired, “Will

I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me

it, slowly

flush spread across Waylen’s

whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf

her arms encircling his waist as she whispered gently,

silent, knowing full well that

he was currently furious with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly

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

family, attending school, getting married, and

sway him, captivating his

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

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

from any

her gentleness to

hushed tones, “Are 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

ceased her

head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you possess exceptional

depth,

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

longer

he not angry? Why did he start

she stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not

in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the

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