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, her voice filled

“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

the stairs, Edwin roused

of trepidation, yet remained composed,

your mother’s big brother, and that makes me your Uncle Waylen. Look,

gaze shifted

washed over him, causing his eyelids to

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

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

scoffed, closing

smoke, he reluctantly

he

vehicle gradually pulled into the

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

beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

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

nodded, her acquiescence

unlocked

tenderly placing Edwin upon the

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

striking resemblance and their

swelled

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

was grappled with a

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

carried a harsh

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

Waylen glared at her.

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

sense of relief washed over him,

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

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

Waylen scoffed,

desire to smoke, he reluctantly

silence, he

the vehicle

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

staircase, she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia

Edwin to sleep beside Lexi tonight! And you,

nodded, her

unlocked the

tenderly

comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

features bore striking resemblance and their

swelled with

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

was grappled with

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

carried

the presence of the children.

Waylen glared at her.

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

flicker of tenderness graced Waylen’s

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

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed between

home, their instincts compelled them to find solace in

course of action should

regarded Rena as her sister-in-law,

his anger.

clung tightly to her, seeking solace

escaped

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

seeking comfort

for you to

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

prepared the midnight repast, Cecilia descended the

she had brought along, its color

note of this

as she said, “Come and dine. I’ve prepared your

down

and withdrawn, she no longer exhibited the same chattiness as

her side,

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

single-handedly raised her child, enduring the hardships

with worries

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

caught glimpses of him in

a man

innocent and

not make

whispered softly, “Waylen needs to teach him a lesson but he won’t harm

tear-filled eyes, Cecilia nodded in

sought out Waylen in

the sturdy door, Rena entered a dimly lit room, with only a small wall lamp

sat behind the desk, cigarette in hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his irritability and

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

silently fixed his gaze upon

than usual. Rena walked over, perched herself

the cigarette, leaning against her

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

inquired,

“Why don’t you ask my parents? It appears you think I’m easily swayed, so you want

didn’t deny it, slowly pressing

spread across Waylen’s

whispered, “Are you defending

encircling his waist as she whispered gently, “I did it

remained silent, knowing full well that Rena had

person he truly cared about was Edwin. Thus, Rena purposefully

his handsome face, Rena initiated a tender kiss

attending

an uncanny ability to sway him, captivating his attention

chuckle escaped

his forehead against hers. “But

refrained from

her gentleness to sway his

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 should

ceased her

his neck. Listening to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat, she whispered, ““Waylen, it seems you

depth, subtly disagreeing with

to genuinely feel at ease and treasure every moment spent with me I want every memory

longer withstand

Why did he start flirting

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

Rena didn’t refuse.

certain he was not in the mood for

around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing

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