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

pause, Cecilia finally

sitting amidst several other

found himself standing up and walking towards her.

pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

reminded him of a

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

sound, halfway between

still maintained eye contact

faint. The man standing before her was undeniably

other hand, didn’t

in a long time. Cecilia almost

her petite figure

so cute in his

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

reluctant Harold was to let go

and he had 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 the news of his

would come crawling back to him after he broke up with

one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used

a

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

ordered,

Harold was stunned.

wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver

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

head away

to Harold again, deciding to let the

eyes

used to love

the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was

of a sudden, he felt a small

talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

be told, he was a very busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings lined up that

he found himself unable

out of the cafe

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

up her things and

in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

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

away,

leave in a

the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big shot, but a big

such a man would be her friend’s

several

She had just taken sleeping pills and

best to get closer

stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed

thinking about the little milk bottle in

shook his

it was the miracle of young girls that gave him such

suite

a small gym

quite busy. After he went in

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

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that it

and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air light by

to

her throat had started to burn, and her eyes had

whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel

young girls liked spicy food.

he chose not to say anything because he

to Peter

dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t

in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want

fried

mentioned Rena on

and thought Cecilia

whispered to Peter, “Order what she

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

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

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 and healthy body. He didn’t eat

stared at the beautiful young lady in

had been raised very well by the Fowler

just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily eating some fried chicken and sipping her milk shake. She looked

feeling a

table had already been removed. Peter whispered

Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go to

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

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

tried to hold in his

business could Cecilia and Mr.

Mark didn’t say anything.

several members of the elite, their ages ranging from 30 to 40 years

looked very

them. Before leaving, that woman noticed