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.”

and Cecilia voiced their

and deemed her

the Fowler

Cecilia and the alimony for Edwin,

lingering feelings for each other after all this time… We’re still family. If you wish to

Zoey felt somewhat disheartened.

Zoey to stay at the Fowlers’ house for

schedule and had to

the current

Waylen

seat, Rena couldn’t shake her

expected? Cecilia has always had a gentle nature. If it weren’t for her broken heart,

“She has undergone significant changes in the

Rena’s heart softened.

determination. It appears that we, too, should not

Waylen glanced at her.

the gas, driving for a while before smiling. “Have we truly reconciled? We

can you call it

chose not to argue with

lead to anything

into a brief silence, feeling somewhat upset about

her hand and whispered, “Dress up for the anniversary celebration,

Rena agreed.

sense that Waylen

and their child

he displayed remarkable restraint in the matter concerning

together with their child. She was willing to treat him better, which led

past, she made a conscious decision to let time heal the

how much her simple “okay”

been with any woman in the past three years,

mattered to him was that she willingly wanted to be with him, that she

lifted little Alexis into

Waylen settled into the car, fastening his seat belt, he pondered and proposed, “These days, I’m swamped to look

inquired, “Would you like a grand feast, my

let out a cute

words infused the car’s atmosphere with a

fathom the depth of Alexis’ intelligence, leaving her

He responded casually, “Isn’t it

burst

recounted to Rena everything her kindergarten classmates had shared, with Leonel’s name coming up

help but worry about Alexis’ habit of

she had to discuss this with Waylen when they had the time, fearing he might inadvertently

hour later, Waylen brought the car

they were at

Waylen, she shot him a

in other families, wives usually foot the bill… You won’t deprive me of the

Rena didn’t give in.

walked up to her and admitted, “Guilty as charged! I planned this! I simply wanted to be a part of your life. I want everyone to know that you’re Mrs. Fowler. I hope

intentions, Rena calmly stated, “I

to lift

arms around her slender waist, insisting, “Let me

saying, “Daddy

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

the restaurant, Waylen accomplished

regular customers now knew that Rena had a husband

down-to-earth that he even joined

his actions somewhat too obvious,

to use

a profound

Waylen, her aspiration now was a life filled with love and care

and looked after and Rena was determined to do

his meal with delight but his euphoria didn’t last

casting a shadow over his good

did they have to encounter him

his girlfriend, who was rumored to be a socialite from a prominent family

Tyrone paused and greeted, “Mr. Fowler! Rena, it’s been a

naturally, Waylen

“Long time no see, Tyrone! Did you

Tyrone nodded affirmatively.

Rena’s face to little

resemblance between Alexis and Rena caught his attention and he couldn’t resist

before he could kiss her, Alexis took the initiative and sweetly

to greet Alexis and the little

Tyrone couldn’t help but compliment

she’s a darling! Rena and I were even discussing having a little sibling for her to keep

the sparkle in Tyrone’s

aback, wondering when she

magnanimous today, inviting Tyrone and his girlfriend to join

calmly discussing stocks and the economic landscape with Tyrone and then making arrangements to

girlfriend admired, “You two

replied with a faint

no intention of forging a friendship with

too well, including what he would do once

decided to maintain a

Waylen and Tyrone stood together, smoking

patted Tyrone’s shoulder and complimented, “You have a wonderful

Tyrone exhaled a cloud of smoke and self-deprecatingly remarked, “Is that supposed to

turned to face Waylen, accusing, “You secretly backed my first business in Heron, didn’t

Waylen remained silent.

smoked quietly and, after a while, he mockingly added with bitterness, “Because of you, Rena

still cared about their relationship to some

that Rena had never liked Tyrone

Rena, it was entirely his own doing. Waylen knew he should blame no one but himself for everything that went wrong between

to

took a drag on his cigarette, dropped it on the ground, and

lesson to him: pursuing a relationship without

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

polite goodbyes but the

their way home,

Alexis’ presence, Waylen restrained his urge

home, Alexis had already fallen

eyes and brows softened with tenderness,

to the

changed her into a comfortable pajama and tenderly wiped her

Rena closer to him, pressing

slightly and asked, “What

I can’t help feeling jealous of him. Don’t you

Rena didn’t try to forge friendship with

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

by the

honest, he laid his feelings

smiled. “It’s been years. Why bring it up again? Besides, it’s

on her back for a

carried her back to the

she knew it was best not to wake

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