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

shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your

they descended the stairs, Edwin

sleepily at Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed,

the 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

gaze shifted to

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for

Waylen scoffed, closing the

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

a prolonged silence, he pressed

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing

Waylen cradling Edwin in his

to sleep

her acquiescence

she unlocked the

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging

and their brown hair

swelled

Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice

grappled with

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

words carried

not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

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

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

securing the little

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

he reluctantly

silence, he pressed down

the vehicle gradually

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 robe and gracefully

Waylen cradling

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

and their brown

swelled with

then Edwin’s. His voice

with

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

words carried

presence of the children.

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 my

of tenderness graced

Cecilia. I will retire to the study for

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues still loomed

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

of action should

as her

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

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

escaped Rena’s

should have returned earlier. Waylen

comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight

the well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its

took note of this

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

down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

by her side,

finishing the meal, Cecilia broke down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he

single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships of

was fraught with

with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by the

she caught glimpses of

remained a man

innocent

dared not

to teach him a lesson

Cecilia nodded in

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

open the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small

before him overflowed with

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

fixed his gaze

over, perched herself on his

the cigarette, leaning against

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

inquired,

appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to

didn’t deny it, slowly

spread across Waylen’s

whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or pleading

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

silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

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

Rena initiated a tender kiss and

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

uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all, he shares your

chuckle escaped

embrace, he pressed his

from any

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

engage in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual

ceased her playful

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

held depth, subtly

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

longer withstand the

Why did he start flirting

back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not

the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended mere external

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