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 arm, her voice filled

Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no

the stairs,

a hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from

am your mother’s big

shifted

washed over him,

carefully securing the little boy into

“Please, for the time

scoffed, closing the car door

smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

prolonged silence, he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

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

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

comfortable, for Edwin

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled

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

with

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

carried a

discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even

of relief washed over him, causing his

He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you,

nodded, her acquiescence

she unlocked the door

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled

head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a

was grappled with a sense

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him, haven’t

words carried

discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness

“Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the

Rena nodded.

issues still

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

of action

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

“Pay no mind to his anger.

clung tightly to her, seeking solace in her

sigh escaped Rena’s

whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen

silent, seeking comfort solely in

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight

pajamas she had brought

note

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

sat down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her side, providing

down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me, and now I’m almost forgetting

she had single-handedly raised her

day was fraught with worries over numerous

with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by the

glimpses of him in the

a man of refinement

no longer the innocent and youthful woman she once

not

softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but

Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

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

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

Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you

his gaze upon

over, perched

cigarette, leaning against

sought solace for an extended duration. Eventually, in 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 was in the hospital must have fostered their

inquired, “Will

I’m easily

it, slowly pressing her face

flush spread across Waylen’s

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

shook her head, her arms encircling his waist as

well that Rena had discerned his

Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus,

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having

his attention as she stated, “After all,

escaped

he pressed his forehead against

refrained from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to

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

her

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

held depth,

You are my wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every

could no longer withstand

not angry? Why did

pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured,

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not

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

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