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?

looked like a perfect gentleman, but there was also an

pause, Cecilia finally managed to

amidst several other

Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her.

that Mark’s heart

him of a

to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself

throat made a sound, halfway between a gasp and

eye contact with

about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking,

on the other hand, didn’t

Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little bunny in

her petite figure

indeed so cute in his

Harold couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia,

how reluctant Harold was

person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him,

Cecilia would come crawling back to him after

day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way

was a look of

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

his shoulder and ordered, “Take

Harold was stunned.

each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura.

Mr. Evans?

didn’t know Mark, but he felt that the

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

turned her head away and ignored

ever talk to Harold again, deciding to

eyes

used to love

eyes, Mark smiled and

felt a small hand

I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

didn’t have time to deviate

he found himself unable to resist such a cute

he walked out

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

her things and followed

wide in disbelief, Shelly stopped

you crazy? You can’t

said shyly, “He’s my sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch. You know,

walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave in a

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

that such a man would be her

several

pushed into a corner of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so she was looking a

her best to get closer

all his bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close to

way for Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking

the little milk

shook

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

hotel suite

had a small gym

was quite busy. After he went in

less than half an hour, a cart full

the documents he was reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say

Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He

to eating spicy

throat had

we eating in a hotel suite? It will take forever

girls liked spicy food. Mark was

say anything because he thought that watching her face turn red was quite

signaled to Peter with his

in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let

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

“Rena used to cook fried chicken

Rena on

and thought Cecilia was

“Order what

good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How could he

to believe that he would order fried chicken and milk shakes

Peter got Cecilia

for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able

at the beautiful young lady in

raised very well by the

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

feeling

already

Evans. Would

Mark nodded.

we go to

and answered, “No need. The

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

hold in his

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

with several members of the elite, their

looked

woman among them. Before leaving,