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.

please!” Cecilia pleaded, seizing his arm, her voice

or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your choice Cecilia found herself with no alternative but to hastily gather a few garments and

descended the stairs,

a hint of trepidation, yet

tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and

shifted to

of relief washed over him, causing

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

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

you afraid now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car

his desire to smoke, he

a prolonged silence, he pressed down on

the vehicle gradually pulled

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. She donned a night robe and gracefully emerged

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

to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse

her acquiescence

the stairs, she unlocked the door for

Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin upon

mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed

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

and their

swelled with

His voice a murmur as he

was grappled with a sense of

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

words carried

discuss it in the presence of the children. We can address

Waylen glared at her.

afraid of him 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 at

washed over him,

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

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

Waylen scoffed, closing the

he reluctantly abstained,

he pressed down on

half an hour, the vehicle gradually pulled into the

of disturbing Rena, yet an air of unease pervaded her thoughts. The sound of the door opening and closing roused her from slumber. She donned a night robe and gracefully emerged from the

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you, converse with

her

she unlocked

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for

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

and their

swelled with

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

was grappled with a

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

words carried a

it in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness

said, “Stay with Cecilia. I will retire to the

Rena nodded.

issues still

the circumstances unfolding at home, their instincts

action should

still regarded Rena as her sister-in-law, despite the

his anger. Freshen up with a shower first.

to depart, Cecilia clung

escaped Rena’s

tenderly patted Cecilia’s hand, whispering, “You should

seeking comfort solely in the

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

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast,

she had brought

note of this

comment, her voice quivered as she said,

sat down

longer

by her side,

the meal, Cecilia broke down in tears. “Rena, I’m scared! At that time,

she had single-handedly raised her

was fraught with

that man had dissipated like fleeting clouds, carried away by

of

remained a man of

she was no longer the innocent and

dared not make

teach him a lesson but he won’t harm

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out

open the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit

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

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

silently fixed his gaze upon

usual. Rena walked over, perched herself on his lap and tenderly embraced

cigarette, leaning

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

inquired,

and 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

slowly

spread across Waylen’s

he whispered, “Are you defending your uncle or

shook her head, her arms encircling his waist as

remained silent, knowing full well that

with Cecilia and Mark, and the only person he

initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless,

grow up within the Fowler family, attending

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

escaped

pressed his forehead against hers. “But he

refrained from

her gentleness

in intimacy tonight, I will still do what needs to be done afterward. Moreover, I hope we can genuinely reconcile. Our sexual life should be founded upon mutual love, naturally unfolding, and not for the sake of anyone else but rather the expression of our

ceased her playful

could feel the warmth emanating from his neck. Listening to

depth,

genuinely feel

could no longer

Why did

up. However, Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing

Rena didn’t refuse.

was not in the mood

master bedroom, her thoughts revolved around the complexities of her relationship

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