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 with

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 alternative but to

the stairs, Edwin

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

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

shifted

sense of relief washed over him, causing

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

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

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

silence, he pressed down on

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

to sleep beside

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled with

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

with a sense of

brusqueness, “You must

words carried

discuss it in the presence of the children. We can

Waylen glared at her.

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!

over him, causing his eyelids to

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

to smoke, he reluctantly

a prolonged silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle

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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

tenderly placing Edwin upon

for Edwin remained undisturbed in

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

and their

swelled

head, and then Edwin’s. His voice

grappled with a sense of

tone laced with brusqueness,

carried a

discuss it in the presence of the children.

Waylen glared at her.

longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with

of tenderness

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

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

course of action should

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite

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

clung tightly to

escaped

hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen

remained silent, seeking comfort

smoothed Cecilia’s hair and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

the well-worn pajamas she had brought

took note

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

sat down

no longer exhibited

her side, providing

At

two years, she had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships of a difficult

fraught with worries over

man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried

glimpses of

a man

no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not make

needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t harm Edwin.

Cecilia nodded in

ensuring Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in

entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall lamp providing

ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you

silently fixed his gaze

walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly embraced

cigarette, leaning

I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have had the opportunity

inquired, “Will

“Why don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me persuade my parents, am I

it, slowly pressing

flush spread

defending your uncle or pleading

her head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned

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

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not bring embarrassment

grow up within the Fowler family, attending school, getting married, and having his own children

ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she

chuckle escaped

pressed his forehead against hers. “But he truly

from

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway

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 life

her

head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you possess exceptional

depth, subtly disagreeing with

genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me I want every memory

longer withstand

not angry? Why did he

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood

the complexities of her relationship with

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