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?

but there was also

finally managed to say,

sitting amidst several

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

looked so pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

of a

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

throat made a sound, halfway between a

eye

standing before her was

other hand, didn’t

eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost looked

figure resembled

indeed so

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

statement revealed how reluctant Harold was to let

and he had always been 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

crawling back to him after he broke up

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

it was a look of

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

shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of my

Harold was stunned.

wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the

Mr. Evans?

Mark, but he felt that the silver fox looked

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

her head away

to ever talk to Harold again, deciding

eyes were still

she used to love

eyes, Mark smiled and

he felt a small

we talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

time to deviate from his schedule.

time, he found himself unable to resist such

out

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

things and followed Mark

Shelly

crazy? You can’t just

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

Cecilia walked away, leaving

leave

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

couldn’t believe that such a man would

the elevator, several

sleeping pills and had a

her best to

his bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close to

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

the little milk

shook his

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

hotel suite was very

had a small

went in and ordered

half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by the

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that it wasn’t

It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He

wasn’t accustomed to eating

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

with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will

young girls liked spicy food.

to say anything because he thought

to Peter

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

eyes. “I want fried chicken and milk

added, “Rena used to cook fried

mentioned Rena

chuckled and thought Cecilia was being rather

Peter, “Order

accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How could he

a little difficult to believe that he would order fried chicken and

Peter got Cecilia what

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

and stared at the beautiful young lady

been raised very

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

couldn’t help feeling a

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

Mr. Evans. Would you like to see

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we

while and answered, “No need. The matter’s not a very important thing

her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead

tried to hold in his laughter and failed

could Cecilia and

Mark didn’t say anything.

elite, their ages ranging from

all looked very

exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving,