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

long pause, Cecilia finally managed

sitting amidst several other

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

pitiful that

reminded him of a wounded

impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled

throat made a sound, halfway between

still maintained eye contact with

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

other

eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost looked

petite figure resembled

indeed so cute

Mark looked at each other, Harold couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He

how 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

thought that Cecilia would come crawling back to him

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

it was a look of

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

shoulder and ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader

Mr. Evans?

felt that the silver

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

Cecilia turned her head away

refused to ever talk to Harold again, deciding to let the

her eyes

she used to love

young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was

all of a sudden, he felt a small hand

we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

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

for a long time, he found himself unable to resist

out

than a dozen bodyguards followed Mark. Even though he was dressed casually,

things and followed Mark

wide in disbelief, Shelly

you crazy? You can’t just mess with

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

biting her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

her leave in a

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

that such a man would be

the elevator, several bodyguards

taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so she was looking a bit pale

tried her best to

bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

at Mark’s fierce-looking

about the little milk bottle

and shook

had alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it was

suite was very

a small

After he went in and ordered

hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by the

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that

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

to eating spicy

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

dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take forever to disperse the pungent

young girls liked spicy food.

to say anything because he

Peter with his

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

up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I

added, “Rena used to cook fried chicken

Rena

thought Cecilia was being

whispered to Peter, “Order what

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

difficult to believe that he

got Cecilia what

20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit and

and stared at the beautiful young

had been raised very well by the

now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance.

help feeling a little

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

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go to the

“No need. The matter’s not a very

and smiled, “You go ahead with your

hold in his laughter and failed

Cecilia and Mr.

Mark didn’t say anything.

elite, their ages

looked very

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