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 arm, her voice

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

the stairs, Edwin

hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from

a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen. Look,

shifted to

over him,

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

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

scoffed,

he reluctantly

he pressed down on the

the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

her acquiescence

unlocked the

tenderly placing Edwin

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

resemblance and their

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he said, “He

grappled with a sense of

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

words carried a

“Let’s 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 courage. “You shouldn’t have

him, causing

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

he

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

vehicle gradually

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

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

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

striking resemblance and their brown hair

heart swelled

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles

grappled with a sense

brusqueness, “You must

words carried a harsh

discuss it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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 not my

flicker of tenderness graced

“Stay with Cecilia. I will retire

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

the circumstances unfolding at home, their

action

still regarded Rena as

to the guest room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll

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

sigh escaped

hand, whispering, “You should have

comfort

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

she had brought along,

took note

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

down

no longer

by her side, providing

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

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

with

that man had dissipated like fleeting

glimpses of him in

man of

longer the innocent

not make any

simply whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him

Cecilia nodded in

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

lit

sat behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette

door behind her, Rena approached the

his

walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly embraced

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against

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

inquired, “Will you

parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so

deny it, slowly

spread across

a prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle

encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I

knowing full well

he

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss

Fowler family, attending school, getting married,

his attention as she

escaped Waylen’s

pressed his forehead against hers. “But he

refrained from any

her gentleness to

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 playful

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

depth, subtly disagreeing with

my wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at

could no longer

he not angry? Why did he start flirting with her

back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the

Rena didn’t refuse.

not

bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship

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