A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She had never seen anyone who could talk to her father so casually.

Later, after Mark left, Cecilia overheard her father saying that Mark was a cunning fox.

Waylen, on the other hand, didn’t say anything.

Cecilia disagreed with her father’s remark. In her eyes, Mark was very gentle and polite, exuding an inexplicable air of confidence whenever he spoke.

At that time, she wondered how there could be such a good-looking man in this world.

She had to admit that she was attracted to him.

It was infatuation at first sight.

Cecilia didn’t think that she’d cross paths with Mark again so soon.

Let alone, that their second encounter would take place in such an unusual setting.

The day after Mark had visited the Fowler’s house, Cecilia had coffee with her friend in a cafe.

The coffee shop was in the lobby of a five-star hotel, and thus, it had quite a nice ambience.

Cecilia’s childhood friend, Shelly Johnson, sat opposite her. Shelly asked her anxiously, “Cece, are you alright? Man, what a jerk! I can’t believe you took three sleeping pills because of him. He’s not worth it!”

Cecilia lowered her head and said weakly, “! had no idea he was pining for my sister-in-law. I wanted to kill him as soon as I realized that he had cheated on Rena.”

Sniffling, Cecilia continued, “Fortunately, my sister-in-law didn’t let him trick her into sleeping with him.”

With a shake of her head, Shelly laughed angrily.

Her friend was such a sweet and innocent girl.

The two girls continued to chat over their coffee. They didn’t notice that a few tables away from them sat several decent-looking men. It was Mark, Peter, and a retinue of bodyguards.

It was Peter who seemed to notice Cecilia first.

He lowered his voice and said, “Mr. Evans, it’s the daughter of the Fowler family.”

Mark sipped his coffee leisurely, seemingly unbothered.

He had noticed Cecilia’s presence earlier and had eavesdropped on the girls’ conversation just now… What a little fool!

Mark was a very busy man, and there was no shortage of women who chased after him.

Thus, he had no intention of getting involved with the girl from the Fowler family. He was about to stand up to leave, and seeing this, the bodyguards immediately stood up first.

“Cecilia!”

Suddenly, a decent-looking man showed up and grabbed Cecilia’s wrist.

It was Harold. ©

As soon as word got out that Harold had a mistress, Cecilia blocked him and refused to listen to whatever excuse he might have.

Cecilia had even resorted to taking sleeping pills to get him off her mind.

Harold hadn’t gotten a hold of her until now…

Cecilia shook off his hand and frowned unhappily. “You hurt me.”

Harold gritted his teeth and swallowed back his frustration. After all, he was determined to get Cecilia back.

But he wasn’t doing it out of love. He was doing it because Cecilia’s family was rich, and Cecilia was a simple-minded girl. In Harold’s eyes, Cecilia was the ideal wife.

He lowered his posture to make himself less intimidating and said, “Can we talk?”

Shelly couldn’t help herself. She butted in and snapped, “There’s no need to talk, Harold. You slept with another woman, and now, the cat is out of the bag. Cecilia might be a kind girl, but do you really think she’ll forgive you after you cheated on her?”

Despite their high-end surroundings, Shelly flipped Harold off without hesitation.

Mark was about to leave just now, but then he suddenly sat back down and watched them with interest. To Peter, he remarked, “Look. Young people these days, am I right?”

Peter was the best at buttering up to his boss, so he acted accordingly and pretended to be unhappy.

“You’re barely over 40. You’re still young.”

Sure enough, this made Mark smile.

Enraged, Harold couldn’t help but get into a physical altercation with Cecilia.

Cecilia was fine, but the bag she left on the chair was knocked over, its contents scattering all over the floor.

Eight lipsticks rolled across the marble tiles.

There were also several adorable mini plushies; the one shaped like a lamb was especially cute.

And there was a small feeding bottle.

The atmosphere became quite awkward for a moment.

Mark’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

He knew that Cecilia was two years older than Rena, but… Why would she keep a feeding bottle and cute little plushies in her bag?

Was she still a baby?

Peter, who had been quietly observing Mark, saw that the man who seldom smiled all year round was now smiling very faintly. It could be seen that Mark was actually happy.

Cecilia, on the other hand, felt very aggrieved.

Cheeks burning with shame, she bit her lip and murmured, “Harold, we already called off the engagement.”

Harold was about to say something when a low, masculine voice interrupted him.

“Peter, pick up her things,” Mark ordered domineeringly.

The contents of a girl’s purse, especially that feeding bottle, were exposed for the world to see, which was not appropriate.

Smiling, Peter nodded obediently and proceeded to pick up the scattered things, even going so far as to considerately put them back inside Cecilia’s purse and zip it up before putting the purse back.

In a daze, Cecilia looked up and met Mark’s intent gaze.

Shelly, on the other hand, was stunned. Who was this guy? And why did he look so cool and confident?

like a perfect gentleman, but there was also an

long pause, Cecilia finally managed to say,

sitting amidst several

stand up, but when Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking

looked so pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

reminded him of

felt the impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he

a sound, halfway between a gasp and a

eye contact

faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would exercise restraint and play it

other

in a long time. Cecilia almost looked

figure

was indeed so

but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your

reluctant Harold was to

Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him, so he wasn’t

would come crawling back to him after he broke up with his

one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the

it was a look

he was nothing but a pest. In

his shoulder and ordered, “Take

Harold was stunned.

black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely

Mr. Evans?

but he felt that the silver fox

dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s

her head

to Harold again, deciding to let

eyes were

used to love

girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was about to

all of a sudden, he felt

talk? I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings

for a long time, he found himself unable

he walked out of the cafe

he was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a glance that he was a big

things and followed Mark

Shelly

you crazy? You can’t just mess with a

uncle, Mark Evans from

away,

watched her leave

the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t

a man would

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

sleeping pills and had

best to get closer to

his bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let her close

Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed her way toward

about the

beamed and shook his

alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young

hotel suite was

even had a small

was quite busy. After he went in and ordered some

than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was

asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what I ordered. Is that okay

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that it wasn’t

had dinner together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he

wasn’t accustomed to eating spicy

throat had started to burn, and her eyes had

her plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take forever to disperse the

young girls liked spicy

chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her face turn red was

to Peter with his

explained, “Because it is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems

Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried chicken and milk

to cook fried chicken for me all

Rena on

chuckled and thought Cecilia

“Order

his boss, Peter was quite surprised. Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was

difficult to believe that he would order fried chicken and milk shakes for

Cecilia what

in front of the French window, Cecilia was very satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to

sat there and stared at the beautiful

had been raised very

a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was

feeling a

already been removed. Peter

Mr. Evans. Would you like to

Mark nodded.

we

“No need. The matter’s not a very important thing

said, Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark.

hold in his laughter

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

met with several members of the elite, their ages ranging from 30 to

looked

was an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr. Evans,