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.

his arm, her

of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice

they descended the stairs,

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

head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen.

gaze shifted to

sense of relief washed over him, causing

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

vehicle silently, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time

scoffed,

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

the vehicle gradually pulled

Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

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

her

unlocked

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing

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

and their

heart swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice a

with a sense

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

words carried

discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You

over him, causing

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he pressed down on

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

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

her

she unlocked

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within

and their brown

swelled with

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

grappled with a sense of

laced with brusqueness, “You must have

carried a

not discuss it in the presence of the children.

Waylen glared at her.

him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

Cecilia. I will retire to the study for

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still loomed between

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to find

course of action should Rena

as her sister-in-law, despite the

no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

escaped Rena’s

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

remained silent, seeking comfort

for you to eat. You

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia

pajamas she had brought along, its color

note of this

quivered as she said, “Come and

down to

she no longer exhibited the same

remained by her

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

two years, she had single-handedly raised

with

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

glimpses of

man of refinement and

no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

to teach him a lesson but he

Cecilia nodded in

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only

hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette

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

his

than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against

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 the opportunity to get close. The days when Mark was

inquired, “Will

pinched her waist and replied, “Why don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then

it, slowly

spread across

prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

waist

full well that Rena had

Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin to sway his

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

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

his attention as she stated, “After all, he

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

pressed his forehead against hers. “But he truly resembles

refrained from any

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

arms and murmured in 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

her

Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you possess

depth,

You 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

angry? Why did he start flirting with her

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood

she settled upon the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities

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