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.”

hour later, the Audi pulled over

two days ago. But today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not

wine for Darren and a

a hot

still despite the fact that he was sweating

over

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 in the bushes like a

seen a

shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from

loudly, “Why are

Was he calling her?

called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how

ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear.

the photo on the

was still young. She

“Darren, Reina, this is Cecilia, the spoiled brat of the Fowler family and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family.

turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

a few moments. After

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

Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood suddenly

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

away and retorted,

you did. You

She grabbed onto his arm

Looked down at

to notice this. She just held him and

deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark had found someone better, so others paled in

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

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

call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his old

a few pleasantries, Mark

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

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

on the other end of the

scratched his nose and shook his head wryly. “Fine,

Mark hung

circumstances, Peter 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

Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

the party with

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

lit up and she

to the hotel,

usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined and

and any woman would swoon over

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, let alone

yet Cecilia

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

in a

slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against

came here to have

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

time, smoking

glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to

eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled

a smoke

eyes.

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

had called Mark to subtly inquire about

Cecilia a little flirtatiously.

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

the men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

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

to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

woman strutted over. She was very young, probably

against Charlie’s

know the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet

the woman burst into

in the room followed

laughing on the surface, but deep

dinner was lively, and nobody held

as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious

had

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

also needed their help with other

the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She doesn’t understand those kinds

dared to propose a toast to

something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior,

was washing his hands when Cecilia

all seem

turned off

much, so he took out a cigarette and

gradually filled

these were his old classmates and they

lonely

if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable to bounce back, leading to a miserable

this little girl was as simple and

Cecilia, regretting having brought

It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened

door to the cubicle

the man’s satisfied

Cecilia was stunned.

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 the man was

young those woman in

a sudden, she

lovers here, so why did

at Mark with

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

Mark on

had thought that Mark was an upright