Zoey rose from her seat, resolute in her decision.

Rena’s role in the situation was the most delicate. She then held Edwin’s hand and whisked him away for some playful distraction.

With the child out of the picture, Zoey found herself in a better position to act.

In Zoey’s presence, Mark acquiesced to her wishes.

In a stern tone, Zoey addressed her son, “Mark, the Fowler and Evans families are connected through marriage, and Cecilia is your junior. She used to address you as Uncle Mark… How could you treat her like this? Now that your child has grown up, we’ve only learnt of his existence. Is this how I taught you to behave since you were a child?”

With a face filled with shame, Mark replied, “I’m sorry, Mom.”

Zoey waved her hand and said, “Your apology should be directed to their daughter. I shouldn’t have to instruct you on what to do, should I?”

Mark hesitated for a moment.

Then, without hesitation, he softly knelt in front of Korbyn and Juliette.

Korbyn and Juliette were taken aback.

They hadn’t expected Mark to be so direct.

Being a man of his stature, he rarely gave in. To see him kneeling down like this was an odd sight.

Korbyn wasn’t unreasonable.

He knew his daughter well. If Cecilia didn’t truly care for Mark, how could she endure the secrecy of giving birth to Edwin and raising him alone?

Moreover, Waylen had already fought with Mark.

Korbyn glanced at his wife, unsure of what to say, seeking her guidance.

Juliette didn’t want to escalate things with Mark. She assisted him back up and said politely, “After all, you and Cecilia have Edwin now. As for the future, you can discuss it between yourselves.”

Zoey felt even more ashamed.

Waylen turned to his sister and asked, “Cecilia, what do you think?”

Cecilia gazed at Mark with composure.

He returned her gaze.

She knew in her heart that with Edwin in the picture, he couldn’t claim they were incompatible anymore… He seemed willing to marry her with the families’ efforts combined.

But she didn’t want that.

Why would she agree to such an arrangement?

Cecilia’s lips moved slightly. Mark understood what she wanted to say, so he preemptively interjected, “Let’s talk privately.”

Cecilia glanced at her brother.

Waylen took a sip of tea and smirked, “Go ahead, talk with him.

He won’t do anything to harm you; after all, he’s too old for that.”

Waylen was indeed sharp-tongued.

Cecilia nodded in agreement.

Indeed, there were things they couldn’t discuss in front of their elders…

The two of them retreated to a small parlor for their conversation.

Standing by the window, Cecilia turned her back to Mark and whispered in a hushed voice, “I got pregnant after the last time we were together. I only found out after we broke up.”

Mark’s eyes fixated on her back.

He shook his head gently and said, “You’re not being truthful Cecilia. You knew about the pregnancy before we broke up, didn’t you?”

Cecilia took a shallow breath.

After regaining her composure, she replied, “I can’t hide anything from you, Mr. Evans. Yes, I found out the night we broke up. I wanted to tell you but you then said we were not meant to be.”

In truth, he didn’t have to remind her of that. She knew deep down that their relationship wouldn’t work out.

She had her own pride and dignity.

Mark had a multitude of captivating girlfriends, leaving Cecilia to wonder how stupid she was to believe she could actually hold his heart.

It was all her wishful thinking!

Cecilia turned around and graced them with a smile. “Rena once said that if she couldn’t have my brother completely, she wouldn’t want him at all. She was now with him for Alexis’ sake, as she needed care, and both her parents… But Mr. Evans, Edwin has grown up without a father and is in good health. We don’t need to force ourselves into a relationship for Edwin’s sake.”

Her rationality had grown significantly. “If you wish to see him, you can come to Duefron anytime. I won’t stop you.”

However, taking Edwin to Czanch was out of the question.

She had vowed never to return there for the rest of her life.

She expressed her thoughts extensively.

Mark remained silent, seated on the sofa, smoking…

Unlike his mother, he knew that having a child wasn’t enough. He was aware that Cecilia’s resentment toward him only intensified because of Edwin and that forgiveness was beyond reach.

Mark was no impulsive man; his current position was a testament to that.

Even in the face of love, the woman he deeply admired and his own flesh and blood, he retained his composure.

There were just too many aspects to consider.

After finishing his cigarette, he seemed to have weighed all possibilities and asked her softly, “Have you made your decision?”

Cecilia confirmed her decision.

Mark approached her, raising his hand with the intention of caressing her hair as he had done before. Yet, he hesitated and his hand remained suspended in the air…

After a prolonged moment, in a husky voice, he inquired, “Was it difficult for you out there on your own for two years?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

Mark didn’t say another word; he simply enveloped her in his arms.

It was a hug with no sexual desire. He held her tenderly, consoling her silently, much like an elder concerned for a younger one…

Such tenderness acted as a poison to her heart.

Cecilia didn’t want to be entranced by this affection, so she gently pushed him away and asserted, “From now on, we are only Edwin’s parents.”

Mark didn’t press the matter.

Under the shadow of the curtain, he said in a hushed tone, “Cecilia, when I was with you, there was no one else.”

Cecilia appeared visibly surprised but then a smile graced her lips. “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Cecilia

and deemed her son

atmosphere within the Fowler family remained

compensation offered by Mark for Cecilia and the alimony for Edwin, deeming it as what a responsible man

decision to make. Besides, I don’t believe they harbor any lingering feelings for each

Zoey felt somewhat disheartened.

by inviting Zoey to stay at

himself entangled in a busy schedule and had to hasten back to Czanch in

was the current

and Waylen

passenger seat, Rena couldn’t

had a gentle nature. If it weren’t for her broken heart, she would have embraced

significant changes in the

Rena’s heart softened.

possesses an unwavering determination. It appears that we, too,

Waylen glanced at her.

driving for a while before smiling. “Have we truly reconciled? We haven’t

can you call it

to argue with this

wouldn’t lead to

silence,

red light, Waylen gently held her hand and whispered, “Dress up for the anniversary celebration,

Rena agreed.

that Waylen had

her and their

in the matter concerning her uncle

child. She was willing to treat him better, which led her

she made a conscious decision to let time heal the wounds

realize how much her simple

wasn’t that he couldn’t endure it. He hadn’t been with any woman in the past three years, and he was

him was that she willingly wanted to be with him, that she opened her heart and entrusted

Rena lifted little

and proposed, “These days, I’m swamped to look after Alexis. How about

inquired, “Would you like a grand feast,

her chubby Legs and let out a cute yawn, saying, “Daddy wants to have

words infused the car’s

couldn’t fathom the depth of Alexis’ intelligence,

He responded casually, “Isn’t it common

Alexis burst

kindergarten classmates had shared, with

worry about Alexis’

had to discuss this with Waylen when they

an hour later, Waylen brought the car to

Rena realized they were at the French restaurant she had invested

Waylen, she shot him

“You know, in other families, wives usually foot the bill… You won’t

Rena didn’t give in.

part of your life. I want everyone to know that

through his intentions, Rena calmly stated, “I never even considered

she prepared to lift Alexis out

arms around her slender waist, insisting, “Let me

expression, saying, “Daddy just wants to

fact that she could hold both her father’s and mother’s hands at the

restaurant, Waylen

employees and regular customers now knew that Rena had

was so down-to-earth that he even joined the chat group of

too

use knives and forks properly, Alexis imitated her mother’s

her adorable face, Rena felt a profound affection for Alexis

her aspiration now was a life

needed to be cherished and looked after and Rena was determined to do just

delight but

appeared, casting a

did they have to encounter

he was accompanied by his girlfriend, who was rumored to be a socialite from a prominent family in

and greeted, “Mr.

courteous greetings, and naturally, Waylen responded without impulsive

smiled, “Long time no see, Tyrone! Did you bring

Tyrone nodded affirmatively.

Rena’s face to little

and Rena caught his attention and he couldn’t

he could kiss her, Alexis took the initiative and sweetly greeted him, kissing him on her

approached to greet Alexis and the little girl generously kissed her in

help but compliment Alexis tearfully, “She’s

concurred with a smile, “Indeed, she’s a darling! Rena and I were even discussing having a little sibling for her to keep

the

was taken aback, wondering when

magnanimous today, inviting Tyrone and

calmly discussing stocks and the

girlfriend admired, “You two love each other

with

no

all, she knew Waylen all too well, including what

decided to maintain a

restaurant, Waylen and Tyrone stood together, smoking peacefully for

and complimented, “You

of smoke and self-deprecatingly remarked, “Is that

to face Waylen, accusing, “You secretly backed my first business in Heron,

Waylen remained silent.

bitterness, “Because of you,

still cared about their relationship to some

that Rena had never liked Tyrone

entirely his own doing. Waylen knew he should blame no one

resolved to make amends to

drag on his cigarette, dropped it on

a relationship without

back evoking a sense of familiarity in Waylen, reminiscent of his younger self

everyone exchanged polite goodbyes but the gestures

their way home,

presence, Waylen restrained his urge to speak his

they reached home, Alexis had already fallen

little Alexis in his arms, Waylen’s eyes and brows softened with tenderness, and Rena

the

while Rena changed

delicate waist from behind, Waylen drew Rena closer to him, pressing his body against

her face slightly and asked, “What do you want

help feeling jealous of him. Don’t you

Rena didn’t try to forge

of secretly protecting Tyrone, and in turn, he also projected similar sentiments

by the unspoken

he laid his

it up again? Besides, it’s impossible for me

her back for a moment, Waylen couldn’t help but be

her back

of reluctance, she knew it was best not to wake up

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