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.

pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice

the subdued glow, a cloud of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark

descended the stairs, Edwin roused from

Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained

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

shifted to

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to

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

“Please, for

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

sound of the door opening and closing roused her from

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

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

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

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

bore striking resemblance and

heart swelled

caressed Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles

grappled with a sense

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

words carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom,

him, causing his eyelids to

the car, carefully securing the

“Please, for

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

of the door opening and closing roused

Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

her acquiescence

she unlocked the door

tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

embracing Edwin within her

bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

voice a murmur as

with a

face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

words carried a harsh

it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

bedroom, she

tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

their instincts compelled them to find

of action

Rena as her

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

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace in her

sigh escaped Rena’s

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

remained silent, seeking comfort

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

the well-worn pajamas she had brought along,

note

she refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come

down to

withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her

in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At

years, she had single-handedly raised her child,

with worries

with that man had dissipated

she caught glimpses of him in

man of refinement and

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

not make

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

eyes, Cecilia

Rena sought out Waylen in

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

cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why

his gaze

held a different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly

the cigarette,

they sought 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

Rena inquired, “Will

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

deny it, slowly pressing her face against

spread across Waylen’s

“Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf

encircling his waist

well that Rena had

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

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

up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and

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

chuckle escaped

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

from any

him, utilizing her gentleness to sway

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 anyone else but rather the

ceased her playful

his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to

depth, subtly

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

could no longer withstand

angry? Why did

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in the mood

around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that

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