A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 751-760

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.

pleaded, seizing his

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.

the stairs,

hint of trepidation,

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

shifted to

washed over him, causing his eyelids to

carefully securing the little boy into his designated seat, and then turned his attention to

audible as she whispered, “Please,

scoffed,

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

he pressed down on the

an hour, the vehicle

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

cradling Edwin in his arms,

to sleep beside Lexi

nodded, her

unlocked the door

tenderly placing Edwin upon

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin

and embracing Edwin

resemblance and their brown hair

heart swelled with

His voice

grappled with a sense of

with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk fathered

carried a

discuss it in the presence of the children. We

Waylen glared at her.

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

relief washed over him, causing his eyelids 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 Dad and Mom about

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

smoke, he reluctantly

a prolonged silence, he

the vehicle

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

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling

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

her acquiescence

unlocked the door

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

opening her eyes and embracing

facial features bore striking resemblance and their brown hair mirrored

heart swelled

caressed Alexis’ head, and then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as he said,

was grappled with a sense

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

words carried a

“Let’s not discuss it in the presence of the

Waylen glared at her.

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

tenderness graced Waylen’s

hand and said, “Stay with Cecilia.

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed

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

action should Rena

as her sister-in-law,

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

Cecilia clung tightly to her,

sigh escaped Rena’s

“You should have returned earlier. Waylen is

seeking comfort solely in the

“I’ll prepare something for you to eat. You go ahead and shower.

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast,

had brought along,

took note of this

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

down to

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her

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

she had single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships

with worries

that man had dissipated like fleeting

glimpses of him

a man of refinement and

was no longer the innocent and youthful

not make any

softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson

eyes, Cecilia nodded in

sought out Waylen in the

entered a dimly lit room, with only

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

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

silently fixed his gaze upon

over, perched

extinguished the cigarette, leaning against her

in profound silence, they 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 to get close. The days when Mark was in the

Rena inquired,

replied, “Why don’t 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

it, slowly pressing her face

flush spread across Waylen’s

a prolonged silence, he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or

shook her head, her arms encircling his waist as she whispered

full well that

and the only person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully mentioned Edwin

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

attending school, getting married, and having his own children

ability to sway him, captivating his

escaped

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

refrained from

kissed him, utilizing her gentleness to sway his

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

her playful

warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to the

depth, subtly

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent

longer

he not angry? Why did

Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss

Rena didn’t refuse.

was certain he was not in the

around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they faced transcended mere external

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