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 also an oppressive aura about

Cecilia finally managed to say, “Uncle

amidst several

called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself

that Mark’s heart skipped

reminded him of a

impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled

sound, halfway between a gasp and

still maintained eye contact with

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

on the other hand, didn’t

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

her petite figure resembled a

indeed so cute in

other, Harold couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is

Harold was to let go of

was a proud man, and he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him

to him after he broke up with his

in his wildest dreams did he expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she

was a

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

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

Harold was stunned.

bodyguards dressed in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver

off his suit,

her head

Harold again, deciding to let the

eyes

used to

tearful eyes, Mark

of a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

can we talk? I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

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

for a long time, he

he walked out of the cafe

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

things and followed Mark

Shelly stopped

you crazy? You can’t just

from

away, leaving Shelly no

her leave in

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

that such a man would be her

several

She had just taken sleeping

to get closer

his bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let

then made way for Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed her way toward

about the

shook his head

whether or not it was the miracle

suite

even had a

he went in and ordered

less than half an hour, a cart full of

Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it wasn’t

Cecilia, and Peter had dinner together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He

to eating spicy

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

at the food in her plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take forever to disperse the pungent

all young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

he chose not to say anything because he thought

to Peter with

a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let me order something else

“I want fried chicken and

added, “Rena used to cook fried chicken for

mentioned Rena on

and thought Cecilia

whispered to Peter, “Order what

at his boss, Peter was quite surprised. Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How

a little difficult to believe that he

got Cecilia

in the circle for nearly 20

at the beautiful young lady

raised very well by the Fowler

life, and just now, she 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

leftovers on the table had already been

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like to see

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go

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

her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business

tried to hold in his

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

the elite, their ages ranging from

looked very

woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia