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.”

Audi pulled over in a

death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to

good wine for Darren and

a hot

fact that he was sweating bullets under his

an umbrella over Mark

little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off

had never seen a

he exuded a sorrowful aura that

Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are

Was he calling her?

“Uncle Mark’ in a low voice.

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he

was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make

touched the photo

the photo, Reina was still young. She had a pretty,

sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena

Cecilia and told her, “Say hello to Rena’s

nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After

I didn’t mean to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat the hell out of him, you can be assured

Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly turned

under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are

and retorted, “Did I say

you did. You can’t

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

down

this. She just

was 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”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark

Mark asked the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she

to see Mr. Evans so patient. He

way, Mark answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced at

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t

single, yet you still ask me to

on the other end of the

shook his

hung

would arrange a date for Mark, making sure that the date would be obedient 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

the

party with me, will

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

up and

hotel, Mark changed his

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

and any woman would swoon

Lotus sports car, he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t heard of it,

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had never

stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good time,

in a reserved

closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door

came here to

the recreational ones. At this

took his time, smoking his cigarette

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

were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this little girl? She’s

a smoke ring

eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

these men brought were their lovers. Although

called Mark to subtly inquire

man couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said, “I’m

of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s

men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring

be Cecilia’s senior. He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

woman strutted over. She was very young,

against Charlie’s

relationship, so she greeted them sweetly.

woman burst into

in the room

surface, but deep

was lively,

Most of them were prestigious figures, so they

Mark had

source. By revealing just a little information about

needed their

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

one dared to propose a

room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when

hands

Mark, they all seem to be

turned off

a little too much, so he took

gradually filled the

said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they

was lonely at the

if he faced a setback someday, he might end

as simple and

regretting having

It seemed like the occupants were

door to the cubicle shook

the man’s satisfied panting filled the

Cecilia was stunned.

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,

Cecilia thought about how young those woman in

of a sudden,

must’ve brought their lovers here,

at Mark

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

she kicked Mark on the

that Mark was an