Mark was rendered speechless.

Zoey was struck with shock.

Grabbing the walking stick in her hand, she hurled it at her son. “Tell me, is it true? Is it true? I sensed that something was amiss. You always put on airs in front of Waylen, yet today you remained silent. It turns out you’ve committed something so disgraceful… Today, I shall beat you to death as an apology to her parents.” @

Zoey struck Mark forcefully.

A sharp pain coursing through his back.

Always filial, Mark dared not provoke Zoey’s ire further. Thus, he knelt before her and pleaded, “It is my fault. I failed to control myself. However… I am not the right person for her.”

Zoey stood in stunned silence, unprepared for her son’s admission.

After a prolonged silence, she said in a hushed voice, “You claim a lack of self-control, yet you were with her for half a year. What does it mean? Mark, you are well aware of your own capabilities and charm. It is effortless for a young innocent girl to develop feelings for you. But how can you simply abandon her after toying her feelings? What is she to do… in the days to come?”

Zoey’s disappointment weighed heavily upon her. She rose, intending to depart.

Waylen hurriedly came to her aid.

Zoey gazed at him, her voice filled with tenderness. “Tomorrow, I shall personally travel to Duefron to offer my apologies to your parents and to your sister. This fault lies with Mark. I shall provide your family with an explanation.”

Waylen arrived consumed by anger.

Yet, in this moment, he couldn’t help but relent. Taking the initiative, he spoke up, his voice tinged with regret. “I acted impulsively.”

Zoey shook her head. “What is wrong with you standing up for your sister?”

Waylen’s voice grew softer. “I do not wish to force anything. I merely desire for Mark to make his intentions clear. If he does not harbor genuine feelings for Cecilia, I shall arrange blind dates for her in the future.”

Mark’s heart skipped a beat.

Blind dates…

These two words disrupted his once calm heart.

And what Waylen uttered shattered him.

Waylen composed himself, standing before Mark, delivering his words with conviction. “She may not have spoken but I can sense her profound affection for you, as well as the deep wounds she bears. If you were to see her now, you might not even recognize her… Cecilia spent her childhood as the cherished princess of the Fowler family. She has never washed a dish or performed any household chores, yet she… Yet she…”

Waylen choked with sobs.

Waylen endeavored to regain his composure, his voice barely above a whisper, as he implored, “If you have no desire for her, refrain from disturbing her any further.”

Mark found himself in a tumultuous state of mind.

There was a time… a time when he cherished that unassuming girl.

Yet, he believed he was not the right match for her, leading to their separation.

Now that the past had been laid bare, it wasn’t that he had no inclination to see her. However, even if they were to meet again, nothing would alter the fact that they had parted ways two years prior.

Mark uttered in a hushed tone, “I failed to treat her properly.

Inform her that I am willing to offer any form of compensation she desires.”

Waylen’s gaze grew profound.

With a faint smile, he replied, “The Fowler family seeks no compensation. What I want is nothing more than a word from you, Mr. Evans. Now that you acknowledge that you and she were ill-suited, I find solace. Upon my return, I shall advise my foolish sister to let go and obediently embark on a blind date… Perhaps she may never encounter someone like you again, but it is not arduous to find someone who will genuinely cherish her.”

Having spoken those words, Waylen turned and departed…

Mark stood there, lost in a trance.

Peter pondered for a moment and said softly, “Mr. Evans, please freshen up. The meeting is scheduled to commence later.”

Mark remained in a daze.

And after a lengthy silence, he suddenly erupted in frustration.

“Damn it! I care not for the meeting. Am I not entitled to pursue my own affections freely? Why then, must I still attend such a damn meeting?”

At ten in the morning, Waylen made his return to Duefron, enveloped in a tranquil atmosphere.

The villa stood in utter silence.

Once Alexis had left for school, Rena cradled Edwin in her arms and engaged in a lively conversation with Cecilia.

Observing this, Waylen’s restlessness dissipated significantly.

He fixated his gaze upon Rena for an extended moment, and then confidently took Edwin into his own arms. Turning to Cecilia, he calmly declared, “Now, with Rena’s company, I shall escort you back home!”

Cecilia appeared slightly flustered, her eyes shifting towards Rena.

With a snort, Waylen remarked, “Are you afraid now? Weren’t you afraid when you faced the challenge of giving birth and raising this child alone?”

Cecilia dared not utter a word.

Rena gently grasped Waylen’s arm, tenderly dabbing his handsome face with a tissue. In a hushed tone, she inquired, “Did you go to Czanch to confront my uncle? What transpired between the two of you?”

Her demeanor exuded gentleness and thoughtfulness. Waylen couldn’t help but understand her unspoken thoughts.

He replied nonchalantly, “Yes, I did confront him! However, I didn’t divulge anything about Edwin! If he truly loves Cecilia, he will come to know about it sooner or later..

He couldn’t resist a touch of sarcasm, adding, “Hasn’t he always been all-knowing?”

Rena cast a glance in Cecilia’s direction, the latter unable to retort.

Rena felt sympathy towards her.

As Waylen ascended the stairs to freshen up and change, Rena followed him into the bedroom. She remarked, “It was right of you not to disclose Edwin to him. If he genuinely loves Cecilia, he will eventually find out.”

Waylen proceeded to remove his attire.

Turning his head with a smile, he quipped, “You’re not just defending your uncle but also Cecilia! Rena, how did I not realize this before?”

Rena selected a suit for him and responded, “You need not tease me about it! In truth, it’s none of my business…”

After uttering those words, she found herself enveloped in his embrace.

Her back pressed against the wardrobe.

Waylen placed one hand upon her slender waist, while the other gently caressed her face.

“No, you are Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Help me take care of her, will you?”

Rena wrapped her arms around his neck, a smile gracing her lips.

“Are you not afraid that I might side with my uncle?”

Taking a step closer, Waylen whispered in her ear, “I confronted him and we both injured. Who do you feel sorry for?”

flirted with

his, as she whispered, “I don’t sympathize with

Waylen chuckled.

he yearned for intimacy with her. Despite the limited time and the inopportune

his shoulder,

for an extended period before finally speaking up. “Don’t accompany

shook her head

as she replied

lips, Waylen fell

her eyes filled with concern.

you’re Cecilia’s sister-in-law. Rena, am I still your husband

blush crept upon

gently pushed his hand away and asserted, “We’re discussing something

playfully pinched her earlobe before retreating

Waylen and the others arrived at the Fowler

with excitement, rushed in to deliver

his wife. “Cecilia has been away from home

mirrored her

couple swiftly made their way outside and caught sight

opened the car door for

out, holding the hand

eyes widened in

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

held their breath

Korbyn inquired, “Cecilia,

not meet her father’s gaze as she

tears welling in her eyes. “She has finally returned home. Please calm down! Moreover, there are so many people present.

an intense

the living room, Waylen

overlook this matter just because

finish his sentence, his gaze fixated

eyes shifted to Rena. They shared an uncanny resemblance,

anger began to wane as the realization hit

sighed softly,

noticed the striking resemblance, a profound

they to

gently caressed the little boy’s face. He had developed a genuine fondness for this child, and

tinge of sadness engulfed

to his beloved daughter, taking note of her plain attire, causing his

your brother and sister-in-law indefinitely. They have their own lives. Your mother and I will help

yet a sense of melancholy lingered

he ascended the stairs alone, heading towards

wept softly. “You and your brother always make me

and whispered,

subtly winked at

his way

pushed open the study door, which was veiled in a

for Alexis’ well-being. Why are you smoking now? Is it because you’re so

has always been prone to shocking actions, not only with Harold but also with Mark! She even

tea

cup, placing it in front of Korbyn, and said in a subdued tone, “Last night, I flew to Czanch and

He’s unaware of Cecilia having

let out a sigh. “He doesn’t have any feelings for

and replied, “Not really! If he had no feelings for her, a cautious man like him wouldn’t have sustained such a relationship with her for over

chose not to disclose Edwin’s existence

were capable of

this, Korbyn fell

become entangled with Mark. To add to the complexity, Mark’s niece was the ex-wife of Cecilia’s

“Don’t make things difficult for Rena. It’s

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

he remarked, “Although Rena doesn’t voice it, I can perceive her desire

because she possesses

they descended the

The little one’s visage bore

should just leave Edwin here. You can accompany Cecilia to the mall

a loving

in agreement, assuring, “Don’t worry, we’ll

playfully pinched her cheek. “You truly deserve

unperturbed. He turned to his sister and

up

frightened, sought solace nestled

scolded Waylen, “Why did you frighten Cecilia? Edwin

cast a glance at Rena

the Fowler

and Cecilia had

clothing there was not excessively expensive, certainly not as lavish as what Cecilia had been

purchased an abundance of clothes for Cecilia

coffee during their break, Rena retrieved a card from her bag and placed

to accept

urged, “Just take it. He

on, you can reside in the Fowler

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

there was a diamond

was an exceedingly rare

and whispered,

by the precious gift, tears

Rena wished for her to no longer consider herself an

where people came

enveloped her in a comforting

the evening, Rena made her way

soft, muted glow emanated from the hall, casting a gentle golden hue. The vestibule exuded a

by Waylen, skillfully played the piano

slender frame. Catching sight of Rena, he delicately

legs, Rena set down her

to rush over

her mother’s trace but now… She would have

brown locks and earnestly uttered, “Play this piece five

unable to

despicable. He hadn’t displayed this behavior when he asked

to play the piano, pouring her heart into each

“She’s barely four years old. Why do you push her so

feet while speaking in a hushed and gentle tone, “She possesses a remarkable talent, Rena… I have always wanted to apologize to you but, no matter how many times I do, your

remained silent, gazing

a look from her was rare, for in the past, she had diligently evaded developing feelings

too much pressure on her. I want her to lead

to have some favor in Miss

shifted and they proceeded to discuss Cecilia for

As he cradled Rena’s tender feet, he murmured, “I

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