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.

Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm,

glow, a cloud of darkness enveloped Waylen’s countenance. “You have two options now. Either come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your

stairs, Edwin roused from his

of trepidation,

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

gaze shifted

him, causing his eyelids to flutter

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

as she whispered, “Please, for the time

afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful

he pressed down on the

vehicle

of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing

on the staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his

“Allow Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight!

nodded, her acquiescence

she unlocked

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

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

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled

then Edwin’s. His voice

grappled with a sense

with brusqueness, “You

words carried a harsh

the presence

Waylen glared at her.

was not afraid of him as before. However, Rena no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she

relief washed over him, causing his

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door

his desire to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

vehicle gradually

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

Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

sleep beside Lexi tonight! And

nodded, her

unlocked the door

Waylen entered, tenderly placing

was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin within

features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair

heart swelled with

His voice a murmur as

with a

tone laced with brusqueness,

carried

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

unresolved issues still loomed

confronted with the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts compelled

course of action

still regarded Rena as

“Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to

escaped Rena’s

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

remained silent, seeking comfort solely in

to eat. You go ahead and shower. The essentials

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

Rena prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

brought along, its color faded

note of

she refrained from comment, her voice quivered as she said, “Come

sat down to

no longer exhibited the

her

“Rena, I’m scared! At that

had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships

fraught with

had dissipated like fleeting

glimpses of him in

man of

she was no longer the innocent and youthful woman she once

dared not make any

needs to teach him

eyes, Cecilia nodded in

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought

lit room, with only a small wall lamp

him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability and

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

fixed his gaze

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

cigarette, leaning

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

Rena inquired,

don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then

deny it, slowly pressing her face

spread across Waylen’s

whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or

waist as she whispered gently, “I

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena had discerned his

he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin to

face, Rena initiated a tender kiss

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

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

escaped

embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers.

refrained from

tenderly kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway

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

ceased her playful

to the rapid rhythm of

held depth, subtly disagreeing

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

could no longer withstand

Why did he start flirting with

arms, tenderly embracing her in a

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not

bed in the master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen,

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