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

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 took good care of her but also

good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies for

was a hot

the fact that he was

umbrella over Mark and accompanied him

little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in the bushes like

seen a

he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where

time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you

Was he calling her?

low voice. Mark reached

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he

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

the photo

the photo, Reina was still young. She had a pretty,

and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve

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

Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a

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 be assured

Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood

breath, “Uncle Mark, are

walking away and retorted, “Did I say

did. You can’t

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

Looked down at

She just held him and walked out of

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

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

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

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

a few pleasantries, Mark

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

ask me to bring a date. Are you deliberately

person on the other end of the line

nose and shook his head

after, Mark hung up the

sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the car, and since Peter couldn’t figure out

when Mark dropped the

to the party with me, will

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

lit up and she readily

returning to the hotel,

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

was conventionally attractive, and any

took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was

yet Cecilia had never been there

to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect,

nodded in

behind them.

came here

was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women were

took his time, smoking

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

were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at

slowly puffed out a smoke ring and

man rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t married,

had called Mark

help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark

Fowler family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

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

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this

a pretty woman strutted over. She was very young,

against Charlie’s

didn’t know the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to

woman burst into

room followed

men all wondered where Mark found such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many people nowadays

dinner was lively, and nobody held

much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them

Mark had

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

Mark also needed their help

so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She doesn’t

to propose a toast

everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior, they had no choice but

washing his hands when

seem to

off the golden

too much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked to

gradually filled the

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

was lonely

and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down

was as simple and innocent

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 their heightened emotions, they engaged

the cubicle shook

moans and the man’s

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 to mention that the man was a

young

sudden, she felt

lovers here, so why did

Mark with

a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a naive girl

kicked Mark on

had thought that Mark was an upright