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.

Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice

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 depart

the stairs, Edwin roused from his

of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding

tender tone, “I am your mother’s

shifted

washed over him, causing his

scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

had 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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

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

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

and embracing Edwin within

bore striking resemblance and their

heart swelled with

and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he said, “He

was grappled with a sense of

laced with brusqueness, “You

words carried a harsh

the presence of the children. We can

Waylen glared at her.

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

over him, causing

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing

to smoke, he reluctantly

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

her thoughts. The sound of the

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling

Edwin to sleep beside

her

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

embracing Edwin

and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled

voice a murmur as

grappled with a sense of

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

carried a harsh

discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

him as 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 not

tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts

of action should

as her sister-in-law,

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

clung tightly

sigh escaped

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

seeking comfort solely in the

to eat. You go ahead and shower. The

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

brought along, its color faded from

took note of this

as she said, “Come and

down to

withdrawn, she no longer

by her side,

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

the past two years, she had single-handedly raised

was fraught with worries over

with that man had dissipated

she caught glimpses of him

a man of refinement

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she once

dared not make

him a lesson but he won’t harm Edwin.

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded

stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

lit room, with only a small

desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability and anger.

approached the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked

his gaze upon

than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on

extinguished the cigarette,

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

Rena inquired, “Will

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 my parents, am I

it, slowly

spread

“Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it for

knowing full well that Rena had

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

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

Fowler family, attending school, getting

him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all,

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

her closer into his embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers. “But he truly

refrained from any

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness

with his arms and murmured in hushed tones, “Are 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 love, naturally unfolding, and not for the sake of anyone else but rather

her playful

head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered,

gaze held depth, subtly

I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at

could no longer withstand

did he start flirting with

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 master

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the

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

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