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 over in

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

and a bunch

a hot

despite the fact that he was sweating bullets under his

over Mark and accompanied him

tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched

seen a man

he exuded a sorrowful aura that

a long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly,

Was he calling her?

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

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

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

the photo on

young. She had

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

and told

stuttered for a few moments. After a

and 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,

Mark couldn’t

mood suddenly

breath, “Uncle

started walking away and retorted,

You

onto his

Looked down at

just held

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

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

to see Mr. Evans so patient. He

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

pleasantries,

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

know I’m single, yet you still ask me to bring

other end of the

nose and shook his

after, Mark hung up

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 right in the car, and since Peter

dropped the

party

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

eyes lit up

returning to the hotel, Mark changed his

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 powerful

any woman would swoon

took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people

yet Cecilia had

dared not to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have

nodded in a

behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit a

here

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

his time,

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

mischievous. Then,

puffed out a smoke ring and answered briefly,

man rolled his eyes. Obviously, he

all, all the women these men brought were

called Mark to subtly inquire

but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously.

daughter of the Fowler family; that

men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

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

to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

time, a pretty woman strutted over. She was very young, probably no older than

leaned against Charlie’s arm

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

woman

room followed

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

the dinner was lively, and

Most of them

them, Mark had the highest

a little information about this new energy, he could

Mark also needed their help with

with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him,

to propose a toast to

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

was washing his hands when Cecilia

whispered, “Uncle Mark, they all seem to be a

off the golden

took out a cigarette and smoked to

gradually filled the

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

was lonely at

if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down

as simple and innocent

looked at Cecilia, regretting having

that moment, a faint noise emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight.

the

and the man’s satisfied

Cecilia was stunned.

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

about how young those woman in the

of a sudden, she felt

their lovers here, so why

looked at Mark

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

kicked Mark

had thought that Mark was