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?”

playfully flirted with

his, as she whispered, “I don’t

Waylen chuckled.

for intimacy with her. Despite the limited time and the inopportune moment, he gently slipped

against his shoulder,

an extended period before finally speaking up. “Don’t accompany me later! My father has a volatile temper. It’s inevitable for him

her head

as she replied softly, “No. As Cecilia’s sister-in-law, I must

her lips, Waylen fell into a deep

eyes filled with concern. “What’s the

husky voice, “You said you’re Cecilia’s sister-in-law.

blush crept

hand away and asserted, “We’re discussing something

before retreating to the bathroom with

Waylen and the others

brimming with excitement, rushed in to deliver the news, “Miss

exclaimed joyfully, turning to his wife. “Cecilia has been

mirrored

caught sight of

opened the car door for

out, holding the hand of a

eyes widened in

Juliette was left dumbfounded.

servants held their

silence, Korbyn inquired,

father’s gaze as

but Juliette intervened, tears welling in her eyes. “She has finally returned home. Please calm down! Moreover, there are so

an intense glare at

had all settled in the living room, Waylen handed Edwin

think I will overlook this matter just because of the child? I won’t. She secretly gave birth

finish his sentence, his gaze

They shared an uncanny resemblance, with

began to wane as the

sighed softly, “Such ill-fated

also noticed the striking resemblance, a profound sorrow etched

were they

little boy’s face. He had developed a genuine fondness for this child, and thus he turned to Waylen and said,

tinge of

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

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

hold her accountable, yet a sense of melancholy

he ascended the stairs alone, heading

your brother

lip and whispered,

winked

made his

which was veiled in

remarked, “You rarely smoke for Alexis’ well-being. Why are you smoking now?

his son and sneered, “I’m elated? When have you ever seen me happy? Cecilia has always been prone to shocking actions, not only

tea

Korbyn, and said in a subdued tone, “Last night, I flew to

He’s unaware of Cecilia having

sigh. “He doesn’t

took a sip of tea 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 half a year. I believe Mark thought it was inappropriate for

not to disclose Edwin’s existence

of raising

this, Korbyn fell

his daughter had become entangled with Mark. To add to

period of contemplation, Korbyn uttered “Don’t make things difficult for Rena. It’s not her fault!

Waylen nodded, “I understand.”

smile graced his face as he remarked, “Although Rena doesn’t voice it, I can

wiped his face and responded, “That’s because she possesses a kind heart. Women always

they descended

his arms with utmost tenderness. The little one’s

to the company later, and you should just leave Edwin here. You can accompany Cecilia to the mall and purchase clothes and other things for

bestowed a loving kiss

“Don’t worry, we’ll

playfully pinched her cheek. “You truly deserve

He turned to his sister and warned,

up in Cecilia’s

frightened, sought

Korbyn scolded Waylen, “Why did you frighten Cecilia? Edwin

and cast a glance at Rena

a meal at the Fowler family residence, Rena

and

clothing there was not excessively expensive,

of clothes for

break, Rena retrieved a card from her bag and placed it in Cecilia’s hand. “Your brother wanted me to give you

to accept

“Just take it. He loves you

in the Fowler

“Okay,” Cecilia replied.

hand, there was a diamond necklace,

it was an exceedingly rare

delicately placed it around Cecilia’s neck and whispered, “Cecilia, I’m overjoyed

by the precious gift,

Rena wished for her to no longer consider

bustling coffee shop, where people came and went, Cecilia

enveloped her in

Rena made her way

casting a gentle golden hue. The vestibule exuded a warm ambiance that was pleasing

Waylen, skillfully played the

refined three-piece suit, Waylen had removed his jacket, revealing his slender frame. Catching sight of

her bag

to rush over

had taken up the piano in pursuit of her mother’s trace but now… She would have to

and

herself unable to respond,

father’s actions as despicable. He hadn’t displayed this behavior when he

to play the piano,

and amusement, addressing Waylen, “She’s barely four

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 foot will never fully recover. That’s why

silent, gazing at

the past, she had diligently evaded developing feelings for

moment, she whispered, “Even so, don’t exert too much pressure on her. I want her to lead a more comfortable life. Besides… she

smiled. “It’s a rarity to have some

shifted and they proceeded

As he cradled Rena’s tender feet, he murmured, “I won’t coerce you into anything because of Cecilia. Their affairs are separate from

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