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.

please!” Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her

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

they descended the stairs,

sleepily at Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding

uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother,

shifted

sense of relief washed over him, causing his

scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his

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 car door

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber.

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

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

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

resemblance and

swelled

His voice a murmur as

with a sense of

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

words carried a

not discuss it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him, causing

carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed,

smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

prolonged silence, he pressed down

hour, the vehicle gradually

unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms,

softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

sensing the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

striking resemblance and their

swelled with

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

was grappled with a sense of

turned to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness,

words carried

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

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

flicker of tenderness graced

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

Rena nodded.

issues

the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them to find solace in

of action

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite

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

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

sigh escaped Rena’s

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

comfort solely

you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its

note

quivered as she said, “Come and

sat down

longer exhibited the same

her

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

the past two years, she had single-handedly raised

fraught with worries over

once romantic moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away

of him

a man of

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman

dared not make

needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t

Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out

the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room,

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

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

fixed his gaze upon

ambiance than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and

cigarette, leaning against

I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t

inquired, “Will you

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

it, slowly

spread

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

encircling his waist as

full well

he truly cared about was

handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and

attending school, getting married, and having his

uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as

escaped Waylen’s

pressed his forehead against

refrained from any

utilizing her gentleness to sway

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

ceased her playful

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

depth, subtly disagreeing

you to genuinely feel

could no longer withstand

he not angry? Why did he start

back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood for

around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen,

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