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

back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no alternative

descended the stairs, Edwin roused from his

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

child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your

shifted to

sense of relief washed over him, causing his

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

barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for

scoffed, closing the

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

half an hour, the vehicle

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

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

her

stairs, she unlocked

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging

resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled

Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles

was grappled with a sense of

brusqueness, “You

words carried a harsh

presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

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

washed over him, causing

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

barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the

now?” Waylen scoffed,

he reluctantly abstained, mindful

a prolonged silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

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

cradling Edwin in

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

her

the stairs, she unlocked the

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

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

and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled

Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he

with a

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

words carried a

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues

home, their instincts

action should Rena

still regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower

Cecilia clung

sigh escaped

Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should

comfort solely

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast,

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought

note of

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

sat down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same

remained by her side,

scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me, and now I’m almost

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

with worries over

romantic moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away

caught glimpses of him in

man of refinement

longer the innocent and youthful woman she

not

needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t harm

Cecilia

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall

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

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why

fixed his gaze upon

different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on

extinguished the cigarette, leaning

in profound silence, 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 have had

inquired, “Will you

“Why don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince

it, slowly pressing her

spread across

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

her head, her arms encircling his waist

knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

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

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

grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting

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

escaped Waylen’s

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

from

kissed him, utilizing her

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

ceased her

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

held depth, subtly disagreeing

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

longer withstand

Why did he start

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in

the complexities of her relationship with Waylen,

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