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, her voice

“You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused from his

of

your

gaze shifted to

sense of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

securing the little boy into his designated seat,

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

to smoke, he

prolonged silence, he

an hour, the vehicle gradually

the door

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

her acquiescence

she unlocked the door

tenderly placing Edwin

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

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

and their brown hair

heart swelled with

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

with a sense of

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

words carried a

it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

she exited the bedroom, she even spoke

him, causing

scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then turned

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

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

he pressed down

an hour, 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

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

nodded, her

unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled

voice a murmur as he said,

was grappled with a

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

carried

implored, “Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed between

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to find solace

course of action should

Rena as her sister-in-law,

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

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

escaped

whispering, “You 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 ahead and shower. The essentials are in the

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia

brought

note of

as she said, “Come and dine. I’ve prepared

sat down to

and withdrawn, she no longer

by her

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

had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships of

day was fraught with worries over

dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

she caught glimpses of

remained a man of refinement and

no longer the innocent and

dared not

teach him a lesson but he

eyes, Cecilia

sought out Waylen in the

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with

cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with

approached the

silently fixed his gaze upon

walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly embraced

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

in a husky voice, he asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your

Rena inquired, “Will you

I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across

you defending your

his waist as she whispered gently,

full well

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

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered,

Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having

captivating his attention as she

escaped Waylen’s

his embrace, he pressed his

refrained from

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to

what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual

ceased her

neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen,

depth,

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

could no longer withstand

he not angry? Why did he

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not

the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing

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