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

come back with me right now, or I shall summon Mark to retrieve you both. Make your

they descended the stairs, Edwin roused

of trepidation, yet remained composed, refraining

touch to the child’s head, Waylen uttered in a tender tone, “I am your mother’s big brother, and that

gaze shifted to

washed over him, causing his

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

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

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing the car door behind

desire to smoke, he

prolonged silence, he pressed

the vehicle gradually

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

Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with Cecilia following

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

her

unlocked the door

entered, tenderly placing Edwin

for Edwin

the movement, awakened, opening her eyes and embracing Edwin

resemblance and their brown hair mirrored one

swelled

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

was grappled with a

laced with brusqueness, “You must have surmised which jerk

carried a harsh

the presence of the children. We can address this

Waylen glared at her.

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 me! This is not

him, causing his eyelids to flutter

carefully securing the little boy into his

vehicle silently, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “Please, for the time

now?” Waylen scoffed, closing

to smoke, he reluctantly abstained, mindful of

prolonged silence, he pressed down on the

the vehicle gradually pulled into the tranquil

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

she beheld Waylen cradling Edwin in his arms, with

resonated softly, “Allow Edwin to sleep beside

her

unlocked the door

utmost care, Waylen entered, tenderly placing Edwin

the mattress was exceptionally comfortable, for Edwin remained undisturbed in

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

and their brown hair

heart swelled with

then Edwin’s. His voice a murmur as

grappled with a sense

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

carried a

in the presence

Waylen glared at her.

no longer cowered before him. As she exited the bedroom, she even spoke with

flicker of tenderness graced

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

Rena nodded.

issues still loomed

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

action should Rena

regarded Rena as her

room, Rena said softly, “Pay no mind to his anger. Freshen up with a shower first. I’ll

depart, Cecilia clung tightly to her,

sigh escaped

“You should

seeking comfort solely in the

you to eat. You

“Alright,” replied Cecilia.

the midnight repast, Cecilia descended

pajamas she had brought along, its

note

as she said, “Come

sat down to

she no longer exhibited the same chattiness

her

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

raised her child, enduring the

fraught with worries

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

glimpses of him in the

a man

longer the innocent and

not

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

eyes, Cecilia

Cecilia’s stability, Rena sought out Waylen in the

lit room, with

hand. The ashtray before him overflowed with cigarette

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

fixed his gaze

than usual. Rena walked over,

cigarette,

insisted on going to Braseovell, your uncle

Rena inquired, “Will you

you think I’m easily swayed, so you want to convince me first and then have me

slowly

spread

“Are you defending your uncle or pleading on behalf of

encircling his waist as

knowing full well that Rena had discerned

person he truly cared about was Edwin.

Rena initiated a tender kiss and uttered, “Regardless, let’s

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

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

escaped Waylen’s

embrace, he pressed his forehead against hers.

from

her gentleness to sway

delicate 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

her playful

emanating from his neck. Listening to the rapid

held depth, subtly

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

no longer

he not angry? Why did he start flirting with her

Waylen pulled her back into his arms, tenderly embracing her in a passionate kiss that lingered. He murmured, “Sleep in the master

Rena didn’t refuse.

not

revolved around the complexities of her relationship with Waylen, realizing that the challenges they

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