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.

Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice filled

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 gather a few garments and

the stairs, Edwin roused from

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

your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen. Look,

gaze shifted to

sense of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

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

she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad and Mom

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

he reluctantly abstained, mindful

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

no intention of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door

Waylen cradling Edwin

sleep

her

she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing

for

and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

and their

heart swelled

Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

was grappled with a sense

brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried

discuss it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

was not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time being,

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

hour, the vehicle gradually

no intention of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned

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

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

her acquiescence

she unlocked the door for

tenderly

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

resemblance and

heart swelled

gently caressed Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur

grappled with a sense

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried a

presence

Waylen glared at her.

before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger at me! This is

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

issues

home, their instincts

course of action should Rena

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law,

room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a

Cecilia clung tightly to

sigh escaped Rena’s

“You should have returned earlier. Waylen

seeking comfort solely in

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight

pajamas she had brought along, its color faded from

note of

comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come and dine. I’ve prepared your

sat down

she no longer exhibited

remained by her

finishing the meal, Cecilia broke down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry

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

was fraught with worries over numerous

man had dissipated like

of him in the

a man of refinement

longer the innocent and

dared not make any

“Waylen needs to teach him a lesson

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded

stability, Rena sought out

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall

in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette

approached the window, whispering, “Why have

silently fixed his gaze

over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly

cigarette, leaning

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

Rena inquired, “Will

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

deny it, slowly pressing her

flush spread across

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

waist as she whispered

well that Rena had

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

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and

up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having his own

captivating his attention as she stated, “After

chuckle escaped

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

refrained from any

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to

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 unfolding, and not for the sake of anyone else but rather the

her

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

held depth, subtly disagreeing

want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment

longer withstand the

not angry? Why did he start flirting with her

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not

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

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