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 arm, her voice filled with

of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall

stairs, Edwin roused from his

at Waylen, he felt a hint of

child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s

gaze shifted

sense of relief washed over him,

this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the

as she whispered, “Please, for the time

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle gradually pulled

an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door

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

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the door for

tenderly placing Edwin

comfortable, for Edwin remained

sensing the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled

head, and then Edwin’s. His voice

with a sense

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

words carried

not discuss it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound

sense of relief washed over him,

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

audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

desire to smoke, he reluctantly

he

the vehicle

air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and

Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

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

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within

striking resemblance and their

heart swelled with

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

with

tone laced with brusqueness, “You

carried a harsh

presence of

Waylen glared at her.

cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed

flicker of tenderness

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still loomed

home, their instincts compelled them to

of action should Rena

still regarded Rena as

his anger. Freshen up with a shower

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

escaped Rena’s

hand, whispering, “You should have

silent, seeking comfort solely

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended

she had brought along,

note of

as she said, “Come and dine. I’ve prepared your

sat down

she no longer

remained by her

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

had single-handedly raised

day was fraught with worries over

that man had dissipated like fleeting

of him

man of

no longer the innocent and youthful

not make any

needs to teach him a lesson but he

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded in

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out

sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with

ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability

approached the window,

his

usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap

extinguished the cigarette,

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

inquired, “Will

I’m easily swayed, so you want to

didn’t deny it, slowly

spread across Waylen’s

“Are you defending your uncle or pleading on

her head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered gently,

full well

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

a tender kiss and

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

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

escaped

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

from

him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

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 to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual life should be founded upon mutual

ceased her

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

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing

genuinely feel

longer withstand the

he not angry? Why did he start

smoothing 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

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not

around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended

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