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 voice filled

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

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused

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

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

shifted to

washed over him,

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

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

scoffed,

he

prolonged silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

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

her

stairs, she unlocked

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

was exceptionally comfortable, for

movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within her arms

and their

heart swelled with

voice a murmur as he said, “He resembles

with a sense of

face her, his tone laced with brusqueness,

words carried

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

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

over him, causing

to the car, carefully securing

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

silence, he pressed down on

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into

The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night

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

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

her acquiescence

stairs, she unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

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

bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled

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

with a

his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced

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

Rena nodded.

their unresolved issues

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts

action should

Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

no mind to his anger.

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her, seeking solace

sigh escaped Rena’s

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

comfort solely in

something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

midnight repast, Cecilia

the well-worn pajamas she had brought

took note

refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she

sat down

and withdrawn, she no longer

by her

Cecilia broke down in 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 child, enduring the

with worries

dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

of him in

a man of refinement and

was no longer the innocent

dared not make any

whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson

Cecilia

Rena sought

dimly lit

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

her, Rena approached the window, whispering, “Why have you

fixed his

Rena walked over, perched

the cigarette, leaning against

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

Rena inquired,

my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so

slowly pressing her

flush spread across

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

waist as she whispered

silent, knowing full well that Rena

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

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

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

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

chuckle escaped Waylen’s

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

from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

engage in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile.

ceased her

her head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing

wife. I want to respect you! I want you to genuinely feel

no longer withstand

did

his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not

master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her

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