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

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

good wine for Darren and a bunch

was a hot

despite the fact that he

an umbrella over Mark and

all the way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to

had never seen a man

he exuded a sorrowful aura that

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

Was he calling her?

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

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

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

the photo on

young. She had a pretty, magnetic

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

and told

a few moments. After a while, she finally

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

Mark

gloomy mood

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

away and retorted, “Did I

You can’t deny

followed Mark. She grabbed onto his arm

down

Cecilia failed to notice this. She just held him and walked out

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

Mark asked the driver to take 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

to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought to

from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was

few pleasantries, Mark

into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing

still ask me to bring

the other end of

nose and shook his head wryly.

after, Mark hung up the

and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But

expected, when Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

the party with me,

was a little hesitant. What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch of older men? mark added lightly,

up

returning to the hotel, Mark

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

and any woman would swoon

high-end club.

rich, yet Cecilia had never

led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good time,

in a

was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit

he came here to

recreational ones. At this

took his time, smoking his cigarette

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

Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this little

slowly puffed out a smoke

rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

would. After all, all the women these men brought

had called Mark to subtly inquire about

man couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously.

Fowler family; that is, Waylen

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

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

the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

over. She was very

leaned against

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

woman burst

the room followed suit,

women were laughing on the surface, but

at the dinner was lively, and nobody

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

Mark had the highest

just a little information about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns

also needed their help

of the men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying

to propose a

followed him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper

was washing his hands when

they all seem to be a

off the golden

had drank a little too much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up

filled the

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

lonely

scared of him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable to bounce back, leading to

this little girl was as simple and

Cecilia, regretting having brought her

emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by

the

the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

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

young those woman in the room

of a sudden,

must’ve brought their lovers here, so

Mark

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

kicked Mark on

that Mark was