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

now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall

the stairs, Edwin roused from

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

touch to the child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your

shifted

sense of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to

car, carefully securing the little boy into

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

a prolonged silence, he pressed down

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

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 and gracefully emerged from

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling

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

her

unlocked the door for

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon the

for

her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

and

heart swelled with

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

with a sense

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

carried

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

the bedroom, she

relief washed over him, causing

car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then turned his attention to

audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time being,

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

he pressed

vehicle

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside

her acquiescence

unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging

and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled

His voice a murmur as

was grappled with a sense of

her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t

flicker of tenderness

with Cecilia. I will retire to the study

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues

at home, their instincts compelled them to find

course of action should

Rena as

to his anger. Freshen up

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

escaped

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

silent, seeking comfort solely in

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

had brought along, its color faded

note of

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

down to

she no longer exhibited the

remained by her side,

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

had single-handedly raised her

fraught with worries over

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

caught glimpses of him in

man

no longer the innocent and youthful woman

not

needs to teach him a

eyes, Cecilia nodded

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in

door, Rena entered a dimly lit

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

her, Rena approached the

silently fixed his

usual. Rena walked over, perched herself

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against

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

Rena inquired,

parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing her face

flush spread across Waylen’s

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

arms encircling his waist as

silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned

a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

family, attending school, getting married, and having his

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

escaped Waylen’s

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

from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness

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,

her playful

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

gaze held depth, subtly

respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me I

longer withstand the

not angry? Why did he start flirting

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

he was not in the mood for

the spacious bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended mere external

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