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.”

the Audi pulled over in

deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took

wine for Darren and a bunch of

a

still despite the fact that he

umbrella over Mark and

little tired of her

never seen a man so

exuded a sorrowful

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

Was he calling her?

walked over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark

side, Cecilia realized how tall he

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

the photo

still young. She had a

had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like a hawk and

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

nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a

to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat

Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood suddenly turned

her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you

started walking away and

did. You can’t deny

followed Mark. She grabbed onto his arm

down at Cecilia’s

just

into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that

in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what had

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

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

a few pleasantries, Mark

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

yet you still ask me to bring a date.

person on the other end of the

and shook his head wryly. “Fine,

hung

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,

the phone,

party with

Mark’s friends were all a bunch of older

lit up and she

to the hotel,

but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he

any woman would swoon

secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people

was rich, yet Cecilia had never been there

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

nodded in a

gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned

seemed that he came here to have a lot

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

his time, smoking his

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

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

a smoke

rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

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

Flora had called Mark to

to Cecilia a little

family; that is,

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to

he introduced the man to

strutted over. She was

leaned against Charlie’s arm

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

the woman burst

in the room followed

laughing on the surface, but

was lively, and

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 could alleviate the concerns of others about the

needed their help with other

the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying

to propose

everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said

his hands when

seem to be a

off

had drank a little too much, so he took

filled

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

lonely at

But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable

little girl was as simple

Cecilia, regretting

stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery

to the cubicle

pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting filled

Cecilia was stunned.

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

about how young those

a sudden,

brought their lovers here, so why did

Mark with

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

Mark on

thought that Mark