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.

seizing his arm, her

two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both.

stairs, Edwin roused

a hint of

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

gaze shifted to

him, causing his eyelids

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

prolonged silence, he pressed down

hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

sound of the door opening and closing roused her

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

nodded, her

unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

for Edwin remained undisturbed

awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled with

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

grappled with a

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered

carried a

the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound

him, causing his eyelids

car, carefully securing the little boy into his

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

scoffed, closing the car door

smoke, he

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on

vehicle gradually

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. She donned a night robe and gracefully emerged from

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you,

her acquiescence

she unlocked

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

for Edwin remained undisturbed in

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

and

swelled

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

was grappled with a sense of

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

words carried a harsh

the presence of the

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

of tenderness

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still loomed between

their instincts compelled them to find

of action should

still regarded Rena as

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

Rena was about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly

escaped Rena’s

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

seeking comfort solely

to eat. You

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast,

pajamas she had brought

note

comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come and

sat down

withdrawn, she no longer

by her side, providing

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

she had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships of

day was fraught with worries over

had dissipated like

of him in the

man

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she once

dared not make

needs to teach him a

eyes, Cecilia nodded

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in

lit room, with only a small wall

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

her, Rena approached the

silently fixed his gaze

over, perched herself on his lap and

the cigarette,

extended duration. Eventually, in a husky voice, he asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on

inquired, “Will you

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

deny it, slowly pressing

spread across

defending your uncle or pleading on

arms encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I

knowing full well that

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

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

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

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

escaped Waylen’s

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

refrained from

utilizing her gentleness

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

her playful

Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen,

depth, subtly disagreeing

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

could no longer withstand

did he start flirting with

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the

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

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