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, her voice filled with

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

they descended the stairs, Edwin

felt a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding a

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

gaze shifted

him, causing his eyelids

securing the little boy into

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

now?” Waylen scoffed,

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door

entered, tenderly

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

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

and their brown hair mirrored

swelled with

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

with

with brusqueness, “You must have

carried a

it in the presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

bedroom, she even spoke

over him, causing his eyelids

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

she whispered, “Please, for the time

scoffed, closing

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

prolonged silence, he pressed

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

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

resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside

her

stairs, she unlocked the

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

comfortable, for

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled with

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles his

grappled with

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him,

carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage.

of tenderness

“Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled

course of action

as her sister-in-law, despite the

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

Cecilia clung

escaped

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

comfort

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials are in the

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia

brought along,

note of this

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

down to

longer exhibited the same

by her side, providing

down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he

past two years, she had single-handedly raised her

day was fraught with worries over

had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried

glimpses of him in the

a man of refinement and

longer the innocent and

not make

needs to teach him a lesson but

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded in

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out

door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only

cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts,

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why

silently fixed his gaze upon

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

the cigarette,

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

easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me persuade

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across

whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or pleading

arms encircling his waist as she whispered

knowing full well that Rena

Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly

Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting

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

escaped

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

from any

her gentleness to sway

you attempting to resolve this matter 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

ceased her

from his neck. Listening to the rapid

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing with

to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and

longer

Why did he start flirting with her

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not in the mood for

upon the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the

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