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?

perfect gentleman, but there was also an oppressive aura

a long pause, Cecilia finally managed

amidst

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

looked so pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped

of

but he controlled himself and instead

made a sound, halfway between a gasp and a

maintained eye

to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably

on the other hand, didn’t

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

petite figure

was indeed so cute in

him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this

statement revealed how reluctant Harold was to let

man, and he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much

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

his wildest dreams did he expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used to

a

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

ordered, “Take

Harold was stunned.

They each wore wireless earphones, exuding

Mr. Evans?

felt that the silver fox

offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to

her head away and

talk to Harold again, deciding to let the

her eyes

she used to

girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and

a sudden, he felt a small hand

I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

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

lonely for a long time, he

he walked out of the

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

her things and followed Mark

Shelly stopped

can’t

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

biting her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

watched her leave in a

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

a man would be

several

She had just taken sleeping pills

her best to get closer

bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let her close to

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

help thinking about the little milk bottle in

and shook

not it was the miracle of

hotel suite was

had a small gym

went in and ordered some food,

an hour, a cart full of

documents he was reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that it wasn’t

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

wasn’t accustomed to

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

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

young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

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

Peter with his

to dine in a restaurant. It

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

“Rena used to cook fried chicken for

Rena

thought Cecilia was being rather

Peter, “Order what she

was quite surprised. Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How could he

believe that he would order fried

Cecilia what she

had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit

there and stared at the beautiful young lady in his

raised very well by

run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the

couldn’t help feeling a little

leftovers on the table had already been removed. Peter whispered

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like to see them

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go

answered, “No need. The

dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your

in his laughter

and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

members of the elite, their ages ranging from 30 to

all looked very

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