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 an

Cecilia finally managed to

amidst several

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

that Mark’s heart skipped a

reminded him of a wounded

Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and instead asked, “You’re

a sound, halfway between

still maintained eye

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

the other

Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little bunny

figure

was indeed so cute

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

statement revealed how reluctant Harold

he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that

to him after he broke up with his

would look

a look of

was nothing but a pest. In his eyes, Harold

his shoulder and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

he felt that the

offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia,

turned her head away and

talk to Harold again, deciding to let the

her eyes

all, she used to love

at the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was

sudden, he felt a

Mark, can we talk? I’ll treat you to a

Mark frowned slightly.

be told, he was a very busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings lined

had been lonely for a long time, he found himself unable to resist

walked out of

though he was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a glance that he was a big

up her things

disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil like

can’t just mess

blushed and said shyly, “He’s my sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch. You know, the guy who’s often on

walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave in

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

such a man would

the elevator, several

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

to get

his bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

a face at

thinking about the little milk bottle in

and shook

had alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it

suite was

even had a small gym

busy. After he went in and ordered some food,

less than half an hour, a cart full of

reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that it wasn’t

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

to eating spicy

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

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

all young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her face turn

signaled to Peter with

Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let me order

up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I

cook fried chicken

Rena

and thought Cecilia was being rather

Peter, “Order

Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others

to believe that he would order fried

Cecilia what

front of the French window, 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 healthy body. He didn’t eat too

the beautiful young lady in

raised very well by the Fowler

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

couldn’t help feeling a

leftovers on the table had already

Mr. Evans. Would

Mark nodded.

“Shall we go to the

need. The matter’s not a very important

go ahead

in his laughter and

Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

with several members of the elite,

all looked

fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman