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

countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found

descended the stairs, Edwin roused

of trepidation, yet remained composed,

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

shifted to

washed over him,

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the

he reluctantly abstained, mindful

he

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

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

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown

heart swelled with

voice

was grappled with a

her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him,

carried a

presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage.

relief washed over him, causing

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of Edwin’s

silence, he pressed down

an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

to sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her acquiescence

she unlocked

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

Alexis, sensing the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within

and their brown

heart swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

grappled with a

his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which

words carried

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 spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger

of tenderness graced

grasped her hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues

circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts

of action should

Rena as her sister-in-law,

mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll prepare

about to depart, Cecilia clung tightly to

escaped

hand, whispering, “You should

seeking comfort solely

smoothed Cecilia’s hair and offered, “I’ll prepare something for you to eat.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

well-worn pajamas she had brought along, its

note

she refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she

down

she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her

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

years, she had single-handedly raised her

was fraught with worries over numerous

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

caught glimpses of

remained a man of refinement

the innocent and

dared not make

softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but

Cecilia nodded

stability, Rena sought

lit room, with only a small

behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him

the window,

fixed his gaze upon

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

cigarette, leaning against her

hadn’t insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle and Cecilia

inquired, “Will you

ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me persuade my parents, am I

deny it, slowly pressing

flush spread across

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

head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered

silent, knowing full well that Rena

furious with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he

Rena initiated a tender kiss and

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

possessed an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention as she stated, “After all, he shares your

escaped

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

from

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

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 done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual life

her playful

her head upon his shoulder, she could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you possess exceptional self-control

gaze held depth, subtly disagreeing

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

longer withstand

did

into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not

the complexities of her relationship with Waylen,

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