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, her voice filled with

come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to

descended the stairs,

Waylen, he felt a hint of trepidation, yet

am your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your

shifted

over him, causing his eyelids

the car, carefully securing the little boy into

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

he reluctantly abstained,

he pressed down

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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 the

cradling Edwin in

sleep

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

and embracing Edwin within her arms like hugging her

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled with

and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

grappled with a

tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

words carried

implored, “Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t

of relief washed over him, causing his eyelids

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed

vehicle

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

nodded, her acquiescence

she unlocked the

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

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

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

heart swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice a

with a

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised

words carried

presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound

tenderness

said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire

Rena nodded.

truth, their unresolved issues still loomed

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

of action should

as her sister-in-law,

“Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up

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

sigh escaped Rena’s

patted Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should have returned earlier. Waylen

seeking comfort solely in

you to eat. You go ahead

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended

brought along, its color faded from

note of this

voice quivered as she said,

down to

no longer exhibited the same chattiness

by her

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

past two years, she had single-handedly raised her

was fraught with worries over

dissipated like fleeting

of him in the

man of refinement and

she was no longer the innocent

not make any

needs to teach him a

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded in

Rena sought

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

sat behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability and

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

his gaze upon

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

cigarette,

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.

inquired, “Will

ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily

deny it, slowly pressing her face

flush spread

he whispered, “Are you defending

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

well that Rena

Mark, and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus,

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss

family, attending school, getting married, and

uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she

escaped Waylen’s

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

refrained from

her gentleness to

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

her

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

gaze held depth, subtly

are my wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel at ease and treasure

could no longer withstand the

did he start flirting

tenderly embracing her in

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood for intimacy

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

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