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

today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took

wine for Darren and a

was a hot

despite the fact that he was sweating

an umbrella over Mark and

that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in

never seen a man so

but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense

Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come

Was he calling her?

over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

her high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear.

photo on

young. She had

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

to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello to

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

Gordon. I didn’t mean to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t

Mark

mood

look at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena

walking away and retorted,

did. You can’t deny

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

down

just held him and walked out

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

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

It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought to

answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out

pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced at

into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing

single, yet you still ask me to bring a date.

other end

and shook his head

after, Mark hung up the

sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark.

dropped the phone, he looked at

party with me,

friends were all a bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be gifts

eyes lit up and

returning to the hotel, Mark changed

but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows,

attractive, and any woman would swoon

club. It was so exclusive

was rich, yet Cecilia

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

in

closed behind them. Mark leaned against

seemed that he came here to have a lot

room was at least 800 square meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten

time, smoking his cigarette

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

was handsome, but the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this

puffed out a smoke ring

man rolled his eyes.

the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark

had called Mark to subtly inquire about

Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark

family; that is, Waylen

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring

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

he introduced the man to Cecilia.

this time, a pretty woman strutted over. She was very young, probably no older than

against

their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly.

the woman burst into

in the room followed suit,

surface, but deep down, they were

atmosphere at the dinner was lively, and nobody

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

Mark had

a new energy source. By revealing just a little information about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns of others about the future

Mark also needed

the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However,

no one dared to propose a toast to Cecilia

Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior,

his hands when Cecilia inched

they all seem to be

turned off the golden

little too much, so he took out a

filled the

these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all

was lonely

he faced a setback someday, he

little girl was as simple and

Cecilia, regretting

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

door to the cubicle shook

the man’s satisfied panting filled

Cecilia was stunned.

that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they

thought about how young those woman in the

of a sudden, she felt

brought their lovers here,

looked at Mark with tearful

was still smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable

kicked Mark on the

Mark