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.

his arm, her voice filled

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 to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no alternative but to hastily

stairs, Edwin

felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding a

a gentle touch to 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

gaze shifted to

him, causing his eyelids to flutter

the car, carefully securing the

she whispered, “Please, for the time being,

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly

he pressed down

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair

swelled with

then Edwin’s. His voice

grappled with a sense

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

words carried a

presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

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

him,

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed down on the

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

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

resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her

the stairs, she unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled with

Edwin’s. His voice a

with a sense of

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

carried a

discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced

and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will

Rena nodded.

issues

at home, their instincts compelled them

of action should

as her

to his anger. Freshen

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking

sigh escaped

hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier.

comfort solely in

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast,

pajamas she had brought along, its color

note of this

her voice quivered as she

sat down

no longer exhibited the same

by her side,

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

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

fraught with

dissipated like

of

remained a man

she was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

to teach him a lesson but he won’t harm

Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only

cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability

approached the

silently fixed his gaze

a different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched

cigarette, leaning against

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 in the hospital must have

Rena inquired,

playfully 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 have me persuade my

slowly

flush spread

you defending

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

full well

person he truly

kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

attending school, getting married, and having his own children

sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all,

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

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

refrained from

utilizing her gentleness to

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

her playful

feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to

depth, subtly disagreeing

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

could no longer withstand

angry? Why did

stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing

Rena didn’t refuse.

not

settled upon the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced

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