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

the anniversary of Darren’s 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

wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies

a

stood still despite the fact that he was

an umbrella over

all the way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched

never seen

tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia

long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you

Was he calling her?

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

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to

photo

photo, Reina was still young.

little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will

told her, “Say hello to

nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few

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

this, Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood

“Uncle Mark, are you okay now

away and retorted, “Did I

You

grabbed onto his arm and

Looked down at

this. She just held him and

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”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually

next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was

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

classmate in Duefron. It turned out that

pleasantries, Mark

receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on

I’m single, yet you still ask me to bring a date. Are

person on the other end of the line

shook his head wryly.

Mark hung up the

that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl

Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

party

hesitant. What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be

eyes lit up and she readily

to the hotel,

white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to

any

sports car, he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It

yet Cecilia had never been

the private room and said with respect, “Have a good

in

gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the

seemed that he came here to have a

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

took his time, smoking his cigarette

came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get

the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked,

puffed out a smoke

rolled his eyes. Obviously,

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

had called Mark to

a little flirtatiously. Mark then said,

daughter of the Fowler family; that is,

men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

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

the man to Cecilia.

pretty woman strutted over. She was very

leaned against Charlie’s

so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs.

woman burst into

room followed suit, laughing

where Mark found such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they

dinner was lively, and nobody

interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep up a

Mark had the

By revealing just a little information about this new energy, he

also needed their help

connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached

no one dared to propose a toast

room sensed that something deeper

was washing his hands

Mark, they all seem to be a little scared

off the golden

had drank a little too much, so he took out

filled the small

thought about what Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly wanted to

lonely at the

him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end

little girl was as simple and innocent as a

Cecilia, regretting having brought

emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened emotions, they engaged

the

and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

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 that

how young those

a sudden,

brought their lovers here, so why did

Mark with

his usual gentle face, there was a touch of

she kicked Mark

had thought that Mark