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?

gentleman, but there was also an oppressive aura

Cecilia finally

sitting amidst several other

called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She raised her head slightly, tears glistening in her

pitiful that Mark’s heart

reminded him of a

but he controlled himself and

sound, halfway between a gasp and a

maintained eye contact

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

other hand, didn’t

in a long time. Cecilia almost looked like an

her petite figure

indeed so cute in

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

revealed how reluctant Harold was to let

always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him, so he wasn’t worried when

to him after he broke up

Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used to

was a look of

pest.

ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely conveyed, “Mr. Evans

Mr. Evans?

didn’t know Mark, but he felt that

this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk about this some

head away and

to Harold again, deciding to let the

eyes were

she used

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

of a sudden, he felt a

can we talk? I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

time to deviate from his schedule. He had

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

out of the

a dozen bodyguards followed Mark. Even though he was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a glance that he was

her things and followed Mark

in disbelief, Shelly

You can’t just mess with

my sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch. You know, the

away, leaving Shelly no

her leave

had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big

such a man

several bodyguards surrounded

of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a

tried her best to

bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let her close to

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

about the little milk bottle in her

and shook his

had alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls that gave him such

suite was

even had a small gym

was quite busy. After he went in and ordered some

full of scrumptious dishes was

reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that it

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

to eating

the chili in all the dishes, her throat had started to burn,

are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take forever to disperse the pungent

young girls liked spicy food. Mark

he chose not to say anything because he thought that watching

Peter

is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let me

“I want fried

to cook fried

mentioned Rena

thought Cecilia was being rather

Peter, “Order what she wants

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

to believe that he would

Cecilia what she

for nearly 20

there and stared at the

had been raised very well by the

run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily eating some fried chicken and sipping her milk

couldn’t help feeling a

the table had already been removed. Peter whispered in Mark’s

Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

“Shall we go to the

a while and answered, “No need. The matter’s

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

hold in his laughter and

Cecilia and

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

all looked

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