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?

a perfect gentleman, but there was also an

finally

was sitting amidst several

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

that

of a

Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and instead asked,

sound, halfway between a

still maintained eye contact with

standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would

other hand,

time. Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little bunny in front of

figure resembled a

so cute in

in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend,

how reluctant Harold was to let go

He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him, so he wasn’t worried when the news of his

that Cecilia would come crawling back to him after he broke up with

day, Cecilia would look at someone else the

it was a

Harold, as though he was nothing but a pest. In his eyes, Harold was just as.

glanced over his shoulder and ordered, “Take

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

he felt that

Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk

turned her head away and

to Harold

eyes were still

all, she used

eyes, Mark smiled and was about

of a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

talk? I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

to deviate from his schedule. He

a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute girl. “Okay, let’s

walked out of the

Even though he was dressed casually, anyone could

things and

disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

can’t

“He’s my sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch. You know, the guy who’s often on

Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance to

her leave in a

hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just

couldn’t believe that such a

elevator, several bodyguards

taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so

her best to get closer

all his bodyguards stopped her. She felt

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let

face at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed her way toward

about the little milk

and shook

had alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the

hotel suite was very

had a small

in and ordered some

full

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it

and Peter had dinner together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air light by joking from time

wasn’t accustomed to eating

throat had started to burn, and her eyes had soon

her plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we

all young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

not to say anything because he thought

signaled to Peter with his

a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like

“I want fried chicken and

fried chicken for me all

Rena

chuckled and thought Cecilia

whispered to Peter, “Order what she

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

he would order fried

Cecilia what she

was very satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit and healthy body. He

stared at the beautiful young lady

been raised very well

she had tried to take her own life, and just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was

couldn’t help feeling a

on the table had already been removed. Peter whispered in

all arrived, Mr. Evans. Would

Mark nodded.

we go

need. The matter’s not a very important

off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We

hold in his laughter

Cecilia and

Mark didn’t say anything.

of the elite, their ages ranging from

all looked

among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr. Evans,