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.

pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice

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

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused from his

Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation,

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

gaze shifted

washed over him, causing his eyelids to

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

he

a prolonged silence, he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

sound of the door opening and closing roused her

cradling Edwin in his arms, with

sleep beside Lexi

her

she unlocked

entered, tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur

was grappled with a sense of

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

words carried

implored, “Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the

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

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to

proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle gradually pulled into

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

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

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside

her

stairs, she unlocked the door

Waylen entered, tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

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

resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled

voice a murmur as he

with a sense of

brusqueness, “You must have surmised

carried a harsh

presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

tenderness

her hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will

Rena nodded.

issues still

home, their instincts compelled them to find solace in one

of action

still regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

his anger. Freshen up with a shower first.

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to

escaped Rena’s

“You should have returned earlier.

comfort solely

hair and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

she had brought along,

note of this

as she said, “Come and dine. I’ve

down

longer exhibited the same chattiness as

by her side, providing

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

raised her child, enduring the

with

once romantic moments with that man had dissipated

she caught glimpses of

a man

the innocent and

dared not make any

whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him

eyes, Cecilia nodded

Rena sought

Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall lamp

him overflowed with

door behind her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why

fixed his gaze upon

held a different ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

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

Rena inquired, “Will

you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across

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

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

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was

handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not bring

the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and

possessed an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

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

from any

utilizing her gentleness to

what needs

her playful

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

held depth,

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

no longer withstand the

Why did he

Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not

her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that

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