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,

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

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused from his

hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from

tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes

shifted

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

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

scoffed,

smoke, he

silence, he pressed

the vehicle

of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door

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

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

nodded, her

she unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

her eyes and embracing Edwin

resemblance and

heart swelled with

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

with a sense

to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You

words carried a

in the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

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

over him, causing his eyelids to

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

barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for

scoffed, closing

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

silence, he pressed

an hour, the vehicle gradually

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

cradling Edwin

voice resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep

nodded, her

she unlocked the door

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

for Edwin remained undisturbed

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled with

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

was grappled with

brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

words carried a

the presence

Waylen glared at her.

him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with

of tenderness

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

home, their instincts compelled them to find solace in one

of action

as her sister-in-law, despite

to his anger. Freshen up with a shower

Cecilia clung tightly to her,

sigh escaped Rena’s

patted Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen is

silent, seeking comfort solely in

you to eat. You

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia

she had brought along, its color faded from

note of

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

sat down

she no longer

remained by her side,

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

raised her child, enduring the

was fraught with worries over

moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried

she caught glimpses of him in the

man of

the innocent and youthful woman

dared not

whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson

eyes, Cecilia nodded

sought out Waylen in

Rena entered a dimly lit room,

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

the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked

silently fixed his gaze

Rena walked over, perched herself

the cigarette, leaning

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

inquired,

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

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across

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

her head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered

well that Rena had discerned

the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus,

tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s

attending school, getting married, and having

possessed an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

his embrace, he pressed his

from any

kissed him, utilizing her

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 the expression of our

her playful

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

depth,

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me I want

longer withstand the

he not angry? Why did he start

embracing

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in

around the

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