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?

there was also

long pause, Cecilia finally

amidst several other

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

pitiful that Mark’s heart

him of

impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but

throat made a sound, halfway between a gasp

eye contact with

felt like she was about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped

on the other hand,

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

petite figure resembled a

so cute in

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

reluctant Harold was

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

thought that Cecilia would come crawling back to him after he broke up with

Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used

a look

nothing but a pest. In his

glanced over his shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

he felt that the silver

he decided not to offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his

Cecilia turned her head away

to ever talk to Harold again, deciding

eyes

she used to love

the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark

a sudden, he felt

can we talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

and didn’t have time to

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

walked out

casually, anyone

things and followed

wide in disbelief, Shelly stopped

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

lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance to

leave in

top figures in the south who had seized a hold of the most advanced

such a man would

elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

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

tried her best to get

bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let

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

about the little milk

and shook his

He wondered whether or not it was the

suite was very

a

went in and ordered

hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by

“Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what I ordered.

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it wasn’t

had dinner together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air light by joking from time to time.

wasn’t accustomed to eating

all the dishes, her throat had

whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take

all young girls liked spicy food.

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

Peter

a restaurant.

welled up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried chicken

to cook fried chicken for me all

Rena

thought Cecilia was being rather

“Order

Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How could he compromise with a young

believe that he would order fried chicken

Peter got Cecilia

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

there and stared at the beautiful young lady in his

very well by the Fowler

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

help feeling a

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

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like to see

Mark nodded.

we go to

and answered, “No need. The

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

tried to hold in his laughter and failed

Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

of the elite, their ages

looked very

fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed