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.”

later, the Audi

death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena like his

and a bunch of

was a

that he was sweating bullets under his white

umbrella over

A little tired of her

seen

a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from

time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm, and pulled her to

side, Cecilia realized

high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood

touched the photo on

the photo, Reina was still young. She had a

sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like a hawk and keep an eye on the guys that

Cecilia and told her, “Say

bit nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she finally blurted

will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat

Mark couldn’t

mood suddenly

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

away and retorted, “Did I

did. You

his arm and

Looked down

this. She just held him and walked out of the

up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that

home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what had happened the

car, smiled. It’s rare to see

in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this

exchanging a few pleasantries,

spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing

me to

other end of the line said

and shook

Mark hung

and sensible 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 was on

the phone, he

party

little hesitant. What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch

lit up and

to the hotel, Mark changed

his usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled

and any

he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people

rich, yet Cecilia had

not to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a

nodded in a reserved

was slowly closed behind them.

that he came here to have a

the recreational ones. At this time, more

time, smoking his

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

were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia,

puffed out a smoke ring

man rolled his eyes. Obviously,

After all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t married, he had several

had called Mark

man couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a

the daughter of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen

men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I brought

introduced the man to Cecilia.

woman strutted over. She

against Charlie’s arm

the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs.

woman

in the room followed suit,

women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched.

was lively, and nobody

a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to

them, Mark had the

revealing just a little information about this new energy, he

Mark also needed

make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying

to propose a toast to

sensed that something deeper was going

his hands when

all seem to be a little scared

off

had drank a little too much, so he took out a

filled the small

about what Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they all had

lonely

someday, he might end up

little girl was as simple and innocent as a

at Cecilia, regretting having brought her

were experiencing a mix of misery and

the cubicle shook

the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

how naive she was, she could tell that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner party, not to mention

Cecilia thought about how young

a sudden, she

here, so why did Mark

looked at Mark with

still smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a

Mark on the

had thought that Mark was an upright