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

me right now, or I shall summon Mark to

descended the stairs, Edwin

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

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,

shifted

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

the car, carefully securing

her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad and Mom

now?” Waylen scoffed,

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

silence, he pressed down

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

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

cradling Edwin in his arms, with

sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled with

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

with a sense

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

words carried

not discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have

washed over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

to the car, carefully securing the

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

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

smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

prolonged silence, he pressed down

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

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

“Allow Edwin to sleep

nodded, her

the stairs, she unlocked

tenderly placing Edwin

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

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

striking resemblance and their

swelled

Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

grappled with a sense

with brusqueness, “You must

carried

discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

before him. As she exited the bedroom,

flicker of tenderness graced

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled

action

Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

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

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace in her

sigh escaped Rena’s

Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should have returned

remained silent, seeking comfort

something for you to

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight

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

took note of this

refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come and dine.

down

longer

remained by her

scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me,

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

with worries

dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by the

glimpses of him in the

man of refinement and

she was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

not make

whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a

eyes, Cecilia nodded

sought out Waylen

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

sat behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to

behind her, Rena approached the

his gaze upon

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

extinguished the cigarette,

they sought solace 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 had the opportunity to get close. The days when Mark was in the hospital must have fostered

Rena inquired, “Will you

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

slowly pressing her

spread across Waylen’s

you defending your uncle or pleading

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

knowing full well

with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was

a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

within the Fowler family, attending school, getting

an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention

chuckle escaped

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

refrained from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness 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

ceased her playful

the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she

depth, subtly disagreeing

to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure

no longer withstand

he not angry? Why did he start flirting with

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood

thoughts revolved around the complexities

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