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.

please!” Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice filled with

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

stairs, Edwin roused from

hint of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining from shedding a

tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and

shifted

over him, causing his

to the car, carefully securing the

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

he reluctantly abstained, mindful

he pressed

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled

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

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

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

nodded, her

she unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly

comfortable, for

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms like

bore striking resemblance and

swelled with

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

grappled with a

laced with brusqueness, “You

words carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him, causing his

the car, carefully securing

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

scoffed, closing the car door

he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

prolonged silence, he

hour, the vehicle gradually

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

Waylen cradling Edwin in

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

nodded, her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked

tenderly placing Edwin upon the

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

swelled

His voice a murmur

with a

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered

carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger

tenderness graced

and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues still loomed between

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

course of action should

still regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger.

Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace in her

escaped Rena’s

whispering, “You should

comfort solely

for you to eat. You go

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia descended

had brought along, its

note

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

down to

longer exhibited

by her

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

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

was fraught with

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

she caught glimpses of

a man of refinement and

was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not

teach him a lesson but he won’t

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded

Rena sought

sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only

ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament

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

fixed his gaze upon

over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against

asked, “Rena, am I a failure? If only I hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia wouldn’t have

Rena inquired,

pinched her waist and replied, “Why don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so

it, slowly pressing her face against

flush spread across

whispered, “Are you defending

waist as she whispered gently, “I

silent, knowing full well

and the only person he truly

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered,

family, attending school, getting married, and having his own

uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all,

chuckle escaped

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

refrained from

him, utilizing her gentleness to sway

waist with his arms and murmured in hushed tones, “Are you attempting to resolve this matter through physical intimacy? Let me make it clear-even if we engage in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be

ceased her playful

warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his

depth,

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

longer withstand

did he start flirting with

her pajamas, she stood up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in

bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the

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