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?

looked like a perfect gentleman, but there

a long pause, Cecilia finally managed to say,

sitting amidst several other

“Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking

that

of a wounded

sudden felt the impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he

made a sound, halfway between a gasp and

eye contact

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

the other hand, didn’t

time. Cecilia almost

her petite figure

so cute in

him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia, didn’t you try to kill yourself

how reluctant Harold was to let go of

his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very

Cecilia would come crawling back to him after he broke

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

was a look

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

glanced over his shoulder and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The

Mr. Evans?

didn’t know Mark, but he felt

this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk about this

her head away and ignored

Harold again, deciding

eyes were still

used

the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and

sudden, he felt a

can we talk? I’ll treat you to a

Mark frowned slightly.

man and didn’t have time to deviate

a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute

out of the cafe

though he was dressed casually, anyone

picked up her things

in disbelief, Shelly stopped

can’t just mess with a

Mark Evans from

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave in

the south who had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big

such a man would be her

elevator, several bodyguards

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

tried her best to

stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let her close to

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

help thinking about the little

beamed and shook his head

had alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls that gave

hotel suite

a small gym

he went in

less than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that

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

wasn’t accustomed to eating spicy

of the chili in all the dishes, her throat had

we eating

liked spicy

because he thought

signaled to Peter

dine in a restaurant. It seems

“I want fried chicken and milk

cook fried chicken for me all

Rena

chuckled and thought Cecilia was

Peter, “Order what she

and accommodating. It was always others who

that he would order

got Cecilia what

the sofa in 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

the beautiful young lady in his

had been raised very well

take her own life, and just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance.

couldn’t help feeling a little

on the table had already been removed.

Evans. Would you like

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go to the

thought for a while and answered, “No need. The

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

hold in his

Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

with several members of the elite, their ages ranging

looked

there was an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked,