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,

or I shall summon

the stairs, Edwin

sleepily at Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation,

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

gaze shifted

over him, causing his eyelids

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

the vehicle silently, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please,

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

he pressed down

the vehicle gradually pulled into

thoughts. The sound of the

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

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

nodded, her

stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

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

and

swelled

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

grappled with a sense

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

carried

in the presence of the children. We

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

of relief washed over him,

witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

silence, he pressed down

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

her

stairs, she unlocked the door for

tenderly placing

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair

swelled

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

with a

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

words carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

tenderness graced

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

unfolding at home, their

action should

still regarded Rena as

to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first.

Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking

escaped

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

silent, seeking comfort

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

had brought along,

took note

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

sat down to

and withdrawn, she no longer

remained by her side,

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

raised her child, enduring the hardships of

with

that man had dissipated like

glimpses of him in the

man of refinement

innocent and youthful woman

not

simply whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a

Cecilia nodded

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

lit room, with only a small wall lamp providing

hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts,

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

his gaze

Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and

the cigarette,

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,

ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across

he whispered, “Are you defending your

her arms encircling his waist as she whispered

knowing full well

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

a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

Fowler family, attending

uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated,

chuckle escaped

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

refrained from any

him, utilizing her gentleness to sway

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,

her playful

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

depth, subtly

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent

longer

did

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood for intimacy

around the complexities of her

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