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

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 hastily gather a few

descended the stairs, Edwin roused from

hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining

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

gaze shifted

over him, causing his

proceeded to the car, carefully securing the

whispered, “Please, for the time being,

Waylen scoffed, closing the

to smoke, he reluctantly

prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening

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

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

her acquiescence

she unlocked the door for

tenderly placing Edwin upon

for

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled with

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

grappled with a sense of

laced with brusqueness,

words carried a

the presence of the children. We can address this matter

Waylen glared at her.

was not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage.

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

the car, carefully securing the little boy

vehicle silently, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed down

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

her

unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled with

Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he

with

face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried a

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

Waylen glared at her.

no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even

tenderness

Cecilia. I will retire to the study for

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts

of action should Rena

as her

Cecilia to the guest room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll prepare your favorite snack—fried

clung tightly to her, seeking

escaped Rena’s

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

silent, seeking comfort solely in

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

the well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its color faded

took note of

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

down to

she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her side, providing

“Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t marry me, and now I’m

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

with worries over numerous

once romantic moments with that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds,

caught glimpses of him in the

a man of

innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

to teach him a lesson but

Cecilia nodded

Rena sought out

dimly lit room, with

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

the door behind her, Rena approached the window,

fixed his gaze upon

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

cigarette, leaning against her

profound silence, they 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

inquired, “Will

my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so

slowly pressing her face

spread across

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

her arms encircling his waist

full well that Rena had discerned

person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin to sway his

a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

family, attending school, getting married, and having

his

escaped

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

refrained from any

him, utilizing her gentleness to

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,

her

neck. Listening to the rapid

gaze held depth, subtly

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

no longer withstand

not angry? Why did he

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the

bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges

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