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

cloud of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark

the stairs, Edwin

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

shifted to

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into

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

now?” Waylen scoffed,

to smoke, he reluctantly

prolonged silence, he

hour, the vehicle

the door opening

cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

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

nodded, her acquiescence

she unlocked the

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

for Edwin

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like

and their

swelled

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

was grappled with a sense of

her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

words carried a

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the children. We can

Waylen glared at her.

cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger at

washed over him, causing

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

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

scoffed, closing the car door

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he pressed

the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling

Edwin to sleep beside

her

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

His voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

with

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

words carried a harsh

not discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

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

of tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues

home, their instincts compelled

course of action

as her

guest room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger.

to depart, Cecilia clung

sigh escaped Rena’s

hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen

remained silent, seeking comfort solely

gently smoothed Cecilia’s hair and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought along,

took note

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

down

she no longer exhibited

her

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

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

with worries over

man had dissipated like

of

a man

the innocent and

not

teach him a lesson but he won’t harm

eyes, Cecilia nodded

stability, Rena sought out Waylen

the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small

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

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked so

his gaze

over, perched

the cigarette, leaning against

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

Rena inquired, “Will

I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me persuade my parents, am I

it, slowly pressing her face against

flush spread across Waylen’s

whispered, “Are you defending

her head, her arms encircling his waist

remained silent, knowing full well

only person he truly cared about was

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

shall grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married,

to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After

chuckle escaped

his embrace, he pressed his forehead

refrained from any

utilizing her gentleness to

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,

her

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

held depth, subtly disagreeing with

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

no longer

did he

she stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate

Rena didn’t refuse.

not in

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

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