A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He casually picked up a throw pillow and was about to put it behind his back, but then, he caught a whiff of its smell.

There was a faint fragrance on it.

It wasn’t perfume, but it was a girlish scent.

It was sweet and citrusy.

Mark knitted his eyebrows and grinned. “If something happens, I can just leave this big mess here. You have no idea how tired I am. It’s draining and annoying seeing so many people every day.”

Peter poured Mark a glass of water and patiently listened to his rants as always.

Peter knew that Mark would only say something like this in front of him.

Mark was always nice and polite in front of outsiders.

After dumping some of his complaints on Peter, Mark prepared to take a shower.

Peter helped Mark put away his shirt and said, “Would you like me to invite Miss Holt to accompany you?”

Flora Holt was a famous theater actress.

She has a gorgeous face and an excellent physique. She got along well with Mark. When Mark was in Duefron, he sometimes called her and told her to come over and keep him company.

Mark was walking to the bathroom. Hearing this, he thought for a few seconds and then told Peter, “I’ll pass this time. I’m not in the mood.”

Peter followed Mark and pressed, “You just get too repressed sometimes.”

Mark couldn’t believe Peter just said that.

He turned around and teased, “Did she ask you to lobby for her? I admit that she’s good in many things. She just has that very unattractive tendency to be clingy. She’s stunning, but she’s also exhausting. I feel like I’m dealing with all the nations of the world when I’m with her.”

Peter stopped talking.

It was true that Flora asked Peter to put in some good words for her. In fact, she pleaded with him, but even though he thought that Flora was beautiful, he couldn’t do anything about the fact that Mark had grown tired of her. It was obvious that Mark didn’t want to pay much attention to her anymore.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Judiciously, Peter left. He thought a man in his early 40s like Mark had some affairs to deal with by himself.

And Mark did need to do something personal.

He masturbated in the shower. When his lust finally subsided, he proceeded to clean himself.

He was feeling particularly randy, and there was a beautiful woman that would’ve loved to quench his sexual thirst. Unfortunately, he just didn’t feel like sleeping with anyone at the moment. While he was gratifying himself earlier, the image of Cecilia kneeling on the sofa was glued to the back of his eyelids.

She looked so innocent, as if she knew nothing about men.

At the Fowlers’ house.

Cecilia slept in.

When she woke up, she found her elder brother, Waylen, sitting beside her bed.

She moved a little closer and leaned her head on her brother’s legs. She called to him like a purring kitten, “Hey, big bro. How are things going between you and Rena?”

Pinching his little sister’s face, Waylen answered, “Don’t you worry about it.”

The truth was, after Rena’s relationship with Harold came to light, Korbyn no longer wanted Rena to be with Waylen. However, even though he was Waylen’s father, Korbyn couldn’t decide what happened in his son’s love life.

He could only hope that both Waylen and Cecilia would break up with their respective partners.

But Rena’s uncle, Mark, showed up to the Fowlers’ house to show off his power and ruthlessness, which hit a nerve in Korbyn. Korbyn thought the Evans family was made up of arrogant men and women.

So Korbyn then became determined to make Rena his daughter-in-law.

Waylen missed Rena and didn’t want her to get along with Zack. Besides, Tyrone was also in Heron.

But Cecilia was also very important to him.

Waylen smoothed Cecilia’s long hair and asked, “Have you really made up your mind?”

Cecilia leaned against him and said yes softly.

Waylen wanted to ask his sister a few more things but decided against it. Shelly called him, and he found out what happened yesterday. He thought that with Mark’s identity and status, he might just pamper Cecilia like a daughter figure.

Mark was a very elegant gentleman after all.

Besides, if Cecilia got a few more things on her plate, she would forget about Harold sooner.

As siblings, Waylen and Cecilia were on very good terms. After having lunch with Cecilia,

Waylen went to the law office.

Cecilia was 27 years old, and being the rich princess that she was, she had never worked a day in he life.

In the afternoon, she wandered around the house, and when boredom finally got the better of her, she got into her car and went for a drive. After driving around aimlessly for a while, she found herself pulling over in front of Mark’s hotel.

How did she end up here?

Blushing a little, Cecilia felt confused.

Last night, Mark said that he wasn’t suitable for a little girl like her. Who wanted to be with him anyway? She was being nice to him just because he was Rena’s uncle.

And maybe a little bit because he was handsome.

A few moments later, a black Audi slowly drove out of the building. She recognized the license plate.

It was Mark’s car.

Cecilia squinted, shifted gears, and followed Mark’s car, keeping a safe distance.

In the Audi.

Peter looked at the rearview mirror and said, “Miss Fowler’s car is behind us.”

Mark was just closing his eyes to rest them.

Hearing this, he opened his eyes and replied, “Don’t mind her.”

hour later, the Audi pulled over in

days ago. But today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren,

for Darren and a bunch of lilies for

was a

he was sweating bullets under

umbrella over Mark and

all the way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes,

never seen a man so

exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where

a long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

“Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out,

side, Cecilia realized how

ft tall, and she stood up to

the photo

still young. She had a pretty,

Reina, this is Cecilia, the spoiled brat of the Fowler family and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen

and told her, “Say

few moments. After

My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t

Mark

mood suddenly turned

“Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and Waylen getting

and retorted, “Did I say

did. You can’t

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it

Looked down

to notice this. She just held him and walked

quietly following behind Mark, holding an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”.

asked the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the

smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient.

from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his

a few pleasantries, Mark

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this

still ask me to bring a

the other end of the

and shook

hung up the

enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the car, and since Peter couldn’t figure out what

when Mark dropped the phone,

party with me, will

bunch

lit up

returning to the hotel, Mark

white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined and powerful

attractive, and any woman

Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had never

He led them into the private room and said with

nodded in

gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit

here to

and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more

took his time, smoking his cigarette

of the men at the table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get you to come to these kinds of things, you

eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and

smoke ring and answered briefly, “A

eyes.

one would. After all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark

Mark to subtly

talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark

of the Fowler family; that

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark

Cecilia’s senior. He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons,

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

woman strutted over. She was

against Charlie’s

didn’t know the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice

the woman

the room followed suit, laughing

an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many

atmosphere at the dinner was

connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep up a good relationship with each

them, Mark had the

information about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns of others about

also needed their help with other

Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She doesn’t

no one dared to propose a toast to Cecilia

be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper

was washing his hands when Cecilia inched towards

Mark, they all seem

turned off the golden

much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked

gradually filled the small

right. Although these were his old classmates

lonely

But if he faced a setback someday, he

was as simple

regretting having brought

It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix

door to the cubicle

and the

Cecilia was stunned.

that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be

thought about how young those woman

of a sudden, she felt

their lovers here, so why did Mark bring

Mark with

usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable

kicked Mark on

thought that Mark was an