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?

like a perfect gentleman, but there was also

finally managed to

was sitting amidst several

up, but when Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up

that Mark’s heart skipped

of

head, but he

halfway between a gasp and

maintained eye contact

before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would exercise restraint and

other hand,

long time. Cecilia almost

figure resembled a

indeed so cute in

Harold couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia, didn’t

reluctant Harold was

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

Cecilia would come crawling back to him after he broke up

did he expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used

a look

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

and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

didn’t know Mark, but he felt that

dust off his suit,

head away

talk to Harold

eyes were

she used to love

girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was about

felt a small hand grab his

I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more

time, he found himself unable to

he walked out of

he was dressed casually, anyone

things and followed Mark

in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil like

you crazy? You can’t just mess

sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch.

walked away,

watched her leave in

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

couldn’t believe that such a man would be

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so she

best to get closer

all his bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close

made way for Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking

about the little

and shook his

lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls

hotel suite

even had a small gym

went in

less than half an hour, a cart full

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say

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

accustomed to eating

all the dishes, her throat had started to burn,

are we eating in

liked spicy food.

anything because he thought that watching

to Peter with his

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

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

“Rena used to cook fried chicken for me all the

mentioned Rena on

thought Cecilia

to Peter, “Order what she wants for

It was always others who accommodated him. How

was a little difficult to believe that he

got Cecilia

Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he

there and stared at the beautiful young lady

been raised very well by the Fowler

run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily

feeling

had already been removed. Peter whispered in

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

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go

need. The matter’s not a very important

what they said, Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go

tried to hold in his

and

Mark didn’t say anything.

members of the elite, their ages ranging from

all looked

leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked,