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

or I shall summon Mark to

the stairs, Edwin roused

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

your mother’s big brother, and

gaze shifted

over him, causing his eyelids

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

he reluctantly

he pressed down

the vehicle gradually pulled into

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

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin

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

her acquiescence

unlocked the door for

entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

embracing Edwin

bore striking resemblance and their brown

swelled with

Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur

with a

face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered him, haven’t

words carried a

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of

Waylen glared at her.

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

over him, causing

proceeded to the car, carefully securing the little boy into

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

scoffed, closing

smoke, he

prolonged silence, he pressed down on

hour, the vehicle gradually

Waylen had 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.

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked the

tenderly placing Edwin

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in his

opening her eyes and embracing

resemblance and

swelled with

Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he

with

turned to face her, his tone laced with brusqueness, “You must

carried a harsh

presence

Waylen glared at her.

as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with newfound courage. “You shouldn’t have directed your anger

tenderness graced Waylen’s

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

issues

their

action

as her sister-in-law,

Cecilia to the guest room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a

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

sigh escaped Rena’s

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

silent, seeking comfort solely

prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials are in the

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

had brought along, its color faded from

took note of

voice quivered as she said, “Come

down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the

by her side,

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

raised her child, enduring the hardships of

day was fraught with worries

had dissipated like fleeting clouds,

she caught glimpses of him in

remained a man of refinement

the innocent and youthful woman she

dared not make

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

eyes, Cecilia nodded in

stability, Rena sought out Waylen in

a dimly lit room, with only a

him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability

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

fixed his gaze upon

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

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

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

inquired, “Will

It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing her face against

flush spread across Waylen’s

silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your

his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

full well that Rena had discerned his

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

initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s not bring

Fowler family, attending school, getting

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

escaped Waylen’s

pressed his forehead against hers. “But

from any

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

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 done afterward. Moreover, I hope we

her playful

could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen,

depth, subtly disagreeing with

genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me

longer withstand

he not angry? Why did he start

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in

master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities

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