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.

his arm, her voice

shall summon Mark to retrieve you

descended the stairs, Edwin

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

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

gaze shifted to

washed over him, causing his

upon witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing

as she whispered, “Please,

scoffed, closing

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed down on

vehicle gradually pulled into

no intention of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

her

she unlocked the

care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

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

and their brown hair mirrored

swelled with

voice a murmur as he said, “He

was grappled with a sense of

with brusqueness, “You must

words carried a

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

over him, causing his eyelids to flutter

heart ached upon witnessing this scene. He proceeded to the car, carefully securing

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

Waylen scoffed,

he reluctantly abstained,

prolonged silence, he pressed

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing

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

to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

embracing Edwin within

and

heart swelled

gently caressed Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice

grappled with a

brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered

words carried a

it in the presence

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

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

“Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still

at home, their

action should

as her sister-in-law, despite the

said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with

Rena was about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

sigh escaped Rena’s

“You should have returned earlier. Waylen

remained silent, seeking comfort

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight

brought along,

note of

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

sat down

and withdrawn, she no longer

her

down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time, he couldn’t

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

with

that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

caught glimpses of him

a man of refinement and

she was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but he

Cecilia nodded

stability, Rena sought

dimly lit room, with only a small wall lamp

him overflowed with cigarette

door behind her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you smoked so

his gaze upon

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

extinguished the cigarette,

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 the opportunity to get close. The days when Mark was in the hospital must have fostered their emotional connection.”

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

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across Waylen’s

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

his waist

full well that Rena had

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

tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not bring embarrassment upon

family, attending school, getting

uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as

escaped Waylen’s

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

from any

utilizing her gentleness to sway

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

ceased her playful

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

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing with

genuinely feel at

could no longer withstand the

Why did he start flirting with

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the mood

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

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