NovelBarWaylen snorted, “I won’t take that old man’s side!”
Rena turned her head, and Waylen gently pinched her cheek.
He coaxed, “Are you angry now? I’ll make it up to you in bed tonight.”
It was evident that he was the one looking forward to the service.
However, Rena declined immediately.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I’m not in the mood.”
Waylen smiled, sat up straight, and started the car.
Half an hour later, the black Maybach arrived at the Fowler’s villa’s parking lot.
Despite the late hour, Edwin came running toward them, followed by Cecilia.
Waylen closed the car door and furrowed his brow.
He wondered why Cecilia had returned as well.
Enveloped by the dim light in the parking lot, Edwin held Waylen’s leg and was acting like a spoiled child.
So Waylen picked him up.
Rena smiled at him and gave him some cake. Edwin responded by kissing her softly on the cheek.
Rena had a striking resemblance to him and Mark, so Edwin liked her very much.
Rena, on her part, considered him very cute and she couldn’t help but ruffle his hair affectionately.
With Edwin in his arms, Waylen went over to the porch. Cecilia, his dear younger sister, was waiting for him, with a familiar expression on her bright face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEver since she was a child, she had usually had such an expression on her face when she had made mistakes.
Waylen pocketed his car key and snorted, “Why do you look so guilty?”
Cecilia said nothing, but she took his bag from him.
Waylen stared at her warily. He knew she had been up to something and he wanted to know what it was.
“Don’t be so harsh,” Rena cautioned when she noticed that he might scold Cecilia.
“Remember, you’re her big brother.”
Waylen laughed at this.
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