âRena had a relationship with Harold, and you didnât tell me.
You even date her and want to marry her.
â
Waylen reclined against the headboard, gently caressing his sisterâs head, as a mischievous smile adorned his face.
âThey did have a relationship, but it doesnât count.
Renaâs first man was me.
â
Cecilia remained skeptical.
âSo, you meant to say that they werenât in a real relationship because they didnât have s@x?â
Waylen adopted an âof courseâ expression, emphasizing.
âA shared meal doesnât equate to a relationship.
By that logic, is Dad in a relationship with the servants he dines with?â
Cecilia was left speechless, unable to counter his argument.
Waylen gently caressed Ceciliaâs head, his voice filled with concern as he inquired, âNow, please tell me.
Do you still desire to be in Haroldâs company?â
Ceciliaâs countenance turned pallid, and she shook her head in response, silently conveying her answer.
Her longing for Harold had dissipated entirely, evaporating like a fleeting wisp of smoke.
The reason for her change of heart was Haroldâs infidelity, which had transpired even before their nuptials, leaving Cecilia with no desire to pursue a relationship with him any longer.
Waylenâs demeanor toward Cecilia was devoid of sarcasm, his actions embracing her gently, reminiscent of their childhood days.
In the span of a protracted moment, he lowered his head and whispered, âCome to my abode on another occasion.
I shall request Rena to fry some succulent chicken drumsticks for you.
They are your favorite, arenât they?â Cecilia disengaged herself from his embrace, observing him with a gaze akin to that of a caring nurse attending to a patient.
After a prolonged pause, she sniffled softly and said slowly, âDad is greatly incensed.
I fear he will not endorse your relationship with Rena any longer.
Moreover, Rena seems unforgiving and disinterested in marrying you.
Waylen⦠are we destined to remain single companions?â
Within the confines of the Fowlersâ study, Korbyn seethed with anger, unable to fathom the situation that had unfolded before him.
What the hell was going on?
The two children he held in high regard, Harold and Rena, had been engaged in a clandestine romance for four long years.
It was inconceivable.
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As Waylen entered the room, Korbynâs fury erupted, leading him to hurl a cup against his own son.
Waylen made no effort to evade the projectile, resulting in a gash on his forehead from the impact, and crimson droplets trickled down his face.
Julietteâs heart winced with pain at the sight.
Korbyn sneered contemptuously.
âLook at you.
A meré scratch, and yet you fret over him.
He anticipated this reaction from you, which is why he resorts to such tactics.
â
Waylen maintained a pretense of ignorance.
âDad, what concern is Haroldâs affair to me?â
Korbynâs rage spiraled out of control.
He pointed an accusing finger at Waylen and vented his fury.
âYou persist in feigning ignorance.
How proficient you are at deception! It may be acceptable for you to intimidate others in court but do you truly believe you can deceive your own father within the confines of our home? Let me tell you, Haroldâs mistress divulged everything to me.
â
Waylen chose to remain silent.