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

Cecilia finally managed

amidst

wasn’t planning to stand up, but when Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She raised

looked so pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped

reminded him of

to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled

a sound, halfway between a gasp and a

maintained eye

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

other hand,

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

her petite figure

so cute in his

but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia,

how reluctant Harold was to let go

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

to

expect that one day, Cecilia would look

was a

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

his shoulder and ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely conveyed, “Mr. Evans requests

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

Cecilia turned her head

to Harold again,

eyes

she used to

at the young girl’s tearful eyes,

felt a small hand grab

talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

told, he was a very busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule.

time, he found himself unable

out of

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

her things and

disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

you crazy? You can’t just mess with

shyly, “He’s my sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from

walked away, leaving Shelly no

her leave

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

believe that such a man would

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and

tried her best to get

bodyguards stopped her. She felt

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close to

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

the little milk bottle

and shook his

a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the

hotel suite

a

was quite busy. After he went in and ordered some food, Peter

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

his eyes on the documents he was reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it

together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air

wasn’t accustomed to eating

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

are we eating in a hotel suite?

liked

heard Cecilia’s murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her face

Peter

“Because it is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let

“I want fried chicken and milk

fried chicken for me all the

Rena on

and thought Cecilia was being rather

whispered to Peter, “Order what she

this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others

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

Cecilia what she

Cecilia was very satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit and

sat there and stared at the beautiful young

very well by the

with her ex-fiance. But at

couldn’t help feeling

on the table had already been

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

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we

a while and answered, “No need. The matter’s

shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work,

to hold in his laughter

Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

members of the elite,

all looked very

among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia