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.”

an hour later, the Audi

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 only took Reina in

and a

a

still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets

over

followed them 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

never seen a man

didn’t shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura

asked loudly, “Why are you

Was he calling her?

Cecilia rose slowly, walked over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he

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

photo

was still young. She

family and Waylen’s little sister. If you 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 an eye on the

he turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

bit nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a

Mrs. Gordon. 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

this, Mark couldn’t

mood suddenly

Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are

started walking away and retorted,

You can’t

onto his arm and shook it

Looked down

Cecilia failed to notice this. She just held him and

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

sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot,

who was driving the car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought to

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

a few pleasantries,

the receiver, saying,

to bring

other end of

nose and shook his head wryly.

hung up

Peter would arrange a date for Mark, making sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for

expected, when Mark dropped the phone, he looked

the party with

What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch

lit up and she readily

the hotel, Mark

buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his

conventionally attractive, and any

a very secluded high-end club.

rich, yet

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

nodded in

bronze gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the

here

recreational ones. At this time, more than ten

time, smoking his cigarette

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

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

a smoke ring

man rolled his eyes.

women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark

morning, Flora had called Mark to

talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said,

of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her

introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

woman strutted over. She was very

leaned against

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

the woman burst into

room followed suit, laughing

were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many people nowadays were as simple

at the dinner was lively, and

was not so much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were

had the

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

also needed their help

of the men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for

no one dared to propose a toast to

sensed that something deeper was going

hands when

they all seem to be a little

turned off the golden

so he took

filled the small

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

was lonely at

he faced a setback someday, he might end up being

was as simple and innocent

Cecilia, regretting having brought

like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened emotions, they engaged in passionate

to the cubicle

the man’s satisfied panting filled the

Cecilia was stunned.

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

young

a sudden,

their lovers here, so

Mark with

touch of unfathomable depth

she kicked Mark

that Mark was an upright