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 arm,

me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no alternative but to hastily

stairs, Edwin

hint of trepidation, yet remained

the child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that

shifted to

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids to

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

to smoke, he

a prolonged silence, he

the vehicle

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

cradling Edwin in his arms,

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

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked

tenderly placing Edwin upon

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

resemblance and their brown hair

heart swelled with

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

grappled with a sense

to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness,

words carried

it in the presence of the children. We can

Waylen glared at her.

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

him,

upon witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then turned his attention to

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained,

he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She

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

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

her

stairs, she unlocked

care, Waylen entered, tenderly

for

embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her treasured teddy

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair

swelled with

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

grappled with

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

carried a harsh

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced

“Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the study for a

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

unfolding at home, their instincts compelled them

action should Rena

Rena as her

no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll prepare your favorite

to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking

sigh escaped Rena’s

should have returned

seeking comfort solely in

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

wore the well-worn pajamas she had brought along,

took note

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

down to

she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

her

finishing the meal, Cecilia broke down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time,

raised her child, enduring the hardships

with worries

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

she caught glimpses of him in

a man of

longer the innocent and

not make any

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

eyes, Cecilia nodded in

Rena sought out Waylen in

door, Rena entered a dimly lit

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

behind her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why

fixed his gaze upon

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

cigarette, leaning against her

I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on going to

inquired, “Will you

easily swayed, so you want to convince

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across Waylen’s

silence, he whispered, “Are you defending

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

well that Rena had discerned his

person he truly

tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not

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

to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all, he shares your

escaped Waylen’s

he pressed his forehead against

from any

utilizing her gentleness to sway

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 should be founded upon mutual love, naturally unfolding, and not for the sake of anyone else but rather the expression of

her playful

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

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with

longer withstand

Why did he start flirting

into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the

Rena didn’t refuse.

not

the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship

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