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

Cecilia finally managed to say, “Uncle

amidst several

Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She raised her head

pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

reminded him of

touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and

sound, halfway between a

eye

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

on the other hand, didn’t

such pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost looked like

petite figure resembled a

was indeed so

but feel pressured by the man in front of him.

how reluctant Harold was to let go of

with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him,

would come crawling back to him after he broke up

would look at

was a

as though he was nothing but a pest. In his

his shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of my

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

but he felt that the silver fox looked

decided not to offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his

turned her head away

to ever talk to Harold

eyes were

used to love

at the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled

all of a sudden, he felt a

can we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

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

been lonely for a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute girl. “Okay,

he walked out of the cafe

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

her things

in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

you crazy? You can’t just

said shyly, “He’s my sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch.

lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave in a

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

that such a man would be

the elevator, several

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

to

stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close to

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

the little milk bottle in her

beamed and shook his head

whether or not it was the miracle of

suite was very

a small

After he went in and ordered some food, Peter went

hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes

all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what I ordered.

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that

obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he

to eating spicy

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

plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we

liked spicy food. Mark

heard Cecilia’s murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought

Peter with his

dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like

eyes. “I want fried

added, “Rena used to cook fried chicken for me all the

Rena on

thought Cecilia was

“Order

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 could he compromise with a

he would order

Cecilia what

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

the beautiful young

had been raised very well by the Fowler

she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But

feeling a little

leftovers on the table had already been removed. Peter whispered in

Mr. Evans. Would you like to see them

Mark nodded.

we

need. The

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

in his laughter

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

with several members of the elite, their ages ranging from 30 to

all looked very

leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr.