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

“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

stairs, Edwin roused

of trepidation, yet remained composed,

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

shifted

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

“Please, for

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

smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

opening her eyes and embracing

features bore striking resemblance and their

swelled with

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

grappled with a sense

to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered

carried a

not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

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

him, causing

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

she whispered, “Please, for the

Waylen scoffed, closing

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

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

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

grappled with a

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him,

carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

tenderness graced Waylen’s

with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues still

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled

course of action should Rena

Rena as her sister-in-law,

mind to his

clung tightly to

escaped Rena’s

should have returned

remained silent, seeking comfort solely in

something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials are in

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its

note of this

voice quivered as she said, “Come

sat down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

by her

At that time, he couldn’t marry me, and

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

fraught with worries over

man had dissipated like fleeting

glimpses of him in

remained a man

she was no longer the innocent

dared not make

teach him a lesson but he won’t harm Edwin.

Cecilia

Rena sought out Waylen

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

in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked so

silently fixed his gaze

usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly

extinguished the cigarette,

insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle

inquired, “Will you

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

it, slowly pressing

spread across

you defending your uncle or

his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

well that

he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned

kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

the Fowler family, attending

captivating his attention as she stated, “After all, he shares your

escaped Waylen’s

embrace, he pressed his forehead

refrained from

kissed him, utilizing her

intimacy? Let me make it clear-even if we engage in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we

her playful

upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing with

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me

no longer withstand

did he start

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood for intimacy

around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the

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