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.”

Audi pulled

came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena like his

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies

a hot

still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets

umbrella over Mark and

wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off

had never seen a man so

sorrowful aura that Cecilia could

loudly, “Why are you hiding?

Was he calling her?

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

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

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

the photo

still young.

little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will

turned to Cecilia and told

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 well, then our father will beat the hell out of him,

Mark couldn’t

mood

“Uncle Mark, are

and retorted, “Did I

You can’t deny

She grabbed onto his arm

down

to notice this. She just held him

had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora

driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat,

It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought

a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned

exchanging a few pleasantries,

and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re

single, yet you still ask me to bring a date. Are you

person on the other end

his nose and shook his

after, Mark hung up the

enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the car, and since Peter couldn’t figure out what was on Mark’s mind, he just

dropped the

to the party

bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be

up

to the hotel, Mark changed his

his usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned,

any

the black Lotus sports car, he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t

was rich, yet Cecilia

into the private room

in a

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

came here to have

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

his time,

table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard

was handsome, but the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then,

smoke ring and

rolled his eyes. Obviously,

the women these men brought were their lovers.

Flora had called Mark to subtly inquire about

a little flirtatiously.

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

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark

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

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

over. She was very young, probably no older than

leaned against Charlie’s

greeted

the woman burst

the room followed suit, laughing

found such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep

the dinner was lively, and nobody

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

Mark had the highest

about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns of others about

also needed their help with

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

one dared to propose a toast

Cecilia followed him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but

his hands when Cecilia inched towards

all seem to be a little scared

off the golden

too much, so he took out a

filled

Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they all

lonely at

him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might

was as simple and innocent

Cecilia, regretting having brought her

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

the cubicle

the man’s satisfied panting filled the

Cecilia was stunned.

and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have

thought about how young those woman in

of a sudden,

brought their lovers here, so why

looked at Mark with tearful

usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his

Mark on the

thought that Mark was an