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

Cecilia finally managed to say,

was sitting amidst several other

himself standing up and walking towards her.

that Mark’s heart skipped a

him of a wounded

but he controlled himself

a sound, halfway

maintained eye contact with

her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would

on the other hand,

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

her petite figure resembled a

so cute in

looked at each 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, huh? Cecilia, didn’t you try to kill

reluctant Harold was to let go

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 when the news of his affair was

Cecilia would come crawling back to him

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

it was a look of

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

shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of my

Harold was stunned.

They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver fox

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

head away and

Harold again,

eyes were still

used to love

tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was

a sudden, he felt

can we talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings

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

out of

followed Mark. Even though he was dressed casually,

things and

wide in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil like

you crazy? You can’t just mess with a

Evans from Czanch. You know, the guy who’s often on the

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving

her leave in a

a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a

a

several

sleeping pills and had

tried her best to get closer to

bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close

way for Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s

couldn’t help thinking about the little milk bottle in her

shook his head

or not it was the miracle

suite was

even had a small

he went in and ordered some food,

hour, a cart full of scrumptious

“Young girls nowadays all seem to like

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that it wasn’t

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

had started to burn, and

“Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It

young girls liked

say anything because he thought that

signaled to Peter

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

Cecilia’s eyes. “I

fried chicken

mentioned Rena

and thought Cecilia was being

Peter, “Order what she wants for

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

he would order fried chicken and milk

Peter got Cecilia what

French window, Cecilia was very satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able

there and stared at the beautiful young lady in

raised very

life, and just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily eating some fried chicken

help feeling a

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

all arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we

need. The matter’s

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

to hold in

Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

of the elite, their ages ranging from 30

all looked

leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and