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.

seizing his

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

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused from his

a hint of trepidation, yet

touch to the child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that

shifted

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

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

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he pressed down on

hour, the vehicle gradually

sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night robe and

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

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

her

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he

grappled with a

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

carried a

presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

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

relief washed over him, causing his

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

he

prolonged silence, he pressed

vehicle

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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

sleep

her

stairs, she unlocked the door for

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

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

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

His voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

with

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

carried a harsh

in the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

she exited the bedroom,

of tenderness graced

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

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues still

with the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to

action should

Rena as her sister-in-law,

mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower

Rena was about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

escaped

hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen is truly

comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

brought

note of this

voice quivered as she

down to

no longer exhibited the same

by her

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

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

day was fraught with worries over

man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

of him in

remained a man of

innocent and youthful woman

dared not make

teach him a lesson

eyes, Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen

the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall lamp providing

him overflowed

approached the

his gaze upon

held a different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over,

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

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 in the hospital must have fostered their

Rena inquired, “Will

my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince

it, slowly pressing her

flush spread

silence, he whispered, “Are you defending

his waist as

full well that Rena had

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

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss

up within the Fowler family, attending

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

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

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

refrained from

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway

resolve this matter through physical intimacy? Let me make it clear-even if we engage in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be

her

to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it

depth, subtly disagreeing with

feel at ease and treasure every moment spent

could no longer withstand the

he not angry? Why did he

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not

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

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