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

“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 alternative but to

descended the stairs, Edwin roused from

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

tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me

gaze shifted to

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the

“Please, for the time being, don’t inform Dad and Mom about this,

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

desire to smoke, he

silence, he pressed down on

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

The sound of the door opening and closing

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

sleep beside Lexi

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled

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

was grappled with

brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried

presence of the children. We can

Waylen glared at her.

afraid of 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 your anger at me!

sense of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

whispered, “Please, for

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

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

silence, he pressed down on

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

had no intention of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused

Waylen cradling Edwin in

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

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

for Edwin remained undisturbed

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled

Edwin’s. His voice a

was grappled with a sense of

tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger at me! This is not my

flicker of tenderness

Cecilia. I will retire to the study

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still

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

of action should

as her sister-in-law, despite

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

Cecilia clung

sigh escaped Rena’s

Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should have returned

silent, seeking comfort solely

to eat. You go ahead

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast,

had brought along,

note

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

down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

her

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

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

day was fraught with

dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

of him in

a man

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman

not make any

needs to teach him a

Cecilia

sought

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

ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts,

the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked

his gaze upon

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

the cigarette, leaning against

insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the opportunity to get close. The days when Mark was in

inquired, “Will

don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to

it, slowly pressing her face

flush spread

silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your

her head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered

full well that Rena

furious with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he truly cared

handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s

attending school, getting married,

possessed an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

closer into his embrace, he pressed his

refrained from any

her gentleness

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

her

from his neck. Listening to the

gaze held depth,

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

could no longer

angry? Why did he start flirting with

stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the

Rena didn’t refuse.

not in the mood for

her thoughts revolved around the complexities

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