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

long pause, Cecilia finally managed to say,

amidst several other

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

that Mark’s heart

reminded him of a

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

made a sound, halfway

maintained eye contact with

her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped

other

hadn’t seen such pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia

petite figure

was indeed so cute in his

the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia,

statement revealed how reluctant Harold was to let

He knew that Cecilia loved him very

crawling back to him after he broke up with his

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

it was a

but a pest. In his eyes, Harold was

shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of

Harold was stunned.

eight tall and robust bodyguards dressed in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver fox

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

turned her head away and ignored

to Harold again, deciding to let the matter

eyes were

all, she used to love

young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled

felt a

Mark, can we talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings lined

had been lonely for a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute girl. “Okay, let’s

he walked out of

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

up her things and

disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil like

You can’t just mess

Evans from Czanch. You

walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave

the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just

such a

the elevator, several bodyguards

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

best to

bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let

Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards,

thinking about the little

and shook his

a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle

suite

had a

he went in and ordered some food, Peter went to

hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered

asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that it

was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air light by joking

to eating spicy

throat had

we eating

girls liked spicy food. Mark was

to say anything because he thought

Peter with

Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that

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

cook fried chicken for

mentioned Rena on

thought Cecilia was being rather

to Peter, “Order what she

accommodating. It was

he would order

Cecilia what she

20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit and healthy body. He didn’t eat

sat there and stared at the

raised very well

her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily eating some fried chicken

couldn’t help feeling a little

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

Mr. Evans. Would you like to see them

Mark nodded.

“Shall we

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

Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark.

tried to hold in his laughter and failed

and Mr.

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

looked very

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