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

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

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of

a

despite the fact that he was

an umbrella over Mark and

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

had never seen

but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense

long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are

Was he calling her?

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

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how

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

photo on

young. She had a

Fowler 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

told her, “Say hello to Rena’s

stuttered for 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 well, then our father will beat the hell out of him, you can be assured of

Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly

asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are

walking away and retorted, “Did I say

You

She grabbed onto his

Looked down at Cecilia’s

She just held him

umbrella up for him. The 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 someone better, so

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

who was driving the car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr.

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

a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly

into the receiver, saying, “You’re

me to bring a date. Are you deliberately

person on the other end of the

and shook

after, Mark hung

normal circumstances, Peter would 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 couldn’t figure out what was on Mark’s

Mark dropped the phone, he looked

to the party

a bunch of

lit up and she readily

the hotel, Mark changed his

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

any

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

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had never

them into the

nodded in a reserved

behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit a

he came here to have a lot

and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than

Mark took his time,

at the table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark,

were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he

smoke

rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

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

Flora had called Mark to

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

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

men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark

Cecilia’s senior. He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

a pretty woman strutted over. She was

leaned against Charlie’s

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

the woman

the room followed suit, laughing

on the surface, but deep

atmosphere at the dinner was lively, and

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

had

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

Mark also needed their help

family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However,

propose a toast to

him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior, they

was washing his hands when Cecilia

seem to

off the golden

too much, so he took out

filled the

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

was lonely

faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable to bounce back, leading to a

little girl was as simple and innocent as

Cecilia, regretting having brought her

from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were

to the cubicle

woman’s pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied

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

Cecilia thought about how young those

of a sudden,

brought their lovers here, so why did Mark

Mark with

was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a

kicked Mark on

had thought that Mark