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

finally

was sitting amidst

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

that Mark’s

reminded him of a wounded

but he controlled himself and instead asked, “You’re very

sound, halfway between a

eye

she was about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would exercise

on the other hand,

such pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost looked like an

petite figure

so cute in

but feel pressured by the man in front of him.

how reluctant Harold was to let

in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him

thought that Cecilia would come crawling back to

in his wildest dreams did he expect that one day, Cecilia would look

it was a

but a pest. In

and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

robust bodyguards dressed in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional

Mr. Evans?

didn’t know Mark, but he felt that the silver

he decided not to offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk

her head

refused to ever talk to Harold again,

eyes were

all, she used

girl’s tearful eyes,

a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

can we talk? I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had

a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute

out of the

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

things and followed

Shelly

crazy? You can’t just mess with

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

walked away, leaving Shelly no

her leave

the top figures in the south who had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He

a man would be

elevator, several bodyguards

pushed into a corner of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills

her best to get closer to

all his bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let

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

thinking about the little milk bottle in

and shook

He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls

suite

had a small

went in and ordered some food, Peter went

cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by

all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that it wasn’t

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 to

accustomed to eating spicy

throat had started to

whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we

all young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

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

Peter with

in a restaurant. It seems that you

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

added, “Rena used to cook fried chicken

mentioned Rena

thought Cecilia was

Peter, “Order

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

difficult to believe that he would order

Cecilia what

Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20

sat there and stared at the beautiful young

been raised very

with her ex-fiance.

feeling

already been removed. Peter whispered in Mark’s

Evans. Would you like

Mark nodded.

we

a while and answered, “No need. The matter’s not

what they said, Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with

hold in

Cecilia and

Mark didn’t say anything.

elite,

looked very

there was an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that