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 an oppressive aura

finally

amidst several

himself standing up and walking towards her. She raised her head slightly, tears glistening in her beautiful

pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped

reminded him of a

impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled

made a sound, halfway between a gasp and

still maintained eye

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

on the other hand, didn’t

eyes in a long time. Cecilia

her petite figure resembled

was indeed so

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

how reluctant Harold was to let go

proud man, and he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always

thought that Cecilia would come crawling back to him after he

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

it was a

was nothing but a pest.

his shoulder and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of

Mr. Evans?

felt that the silver fox

the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk about

head away

refused to ever talk to Harold again, deciding to let the

eyes were still

all, she used to

the young girl’s tearful eyes,

sudden, he felt a small

talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his

long time, he found himself unable to resist such a

out of

followed Mark. Even though he was dressed casually,

her things and

Shelly stopped

You can’t just mess with

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

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

leave

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

such a man would be

elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

the elevator. She had just taken sleeping

to get closer to

bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

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

couldn’t help thinking about the

beamed and shook

whether or not it was the miracle of young girls that gave him

hotel suite was

a

quite busy. After he went in and ordered some food, Peter went to

less than half an hour, a cart full of

girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what I ordered. Is that okay

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say

and Peter had dinner together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the

wasn’t accustomed to

dishes, her throat had started to burn, and her eyes had soon become

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

girls liked

Cecilia’s murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her

Peter

Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems

in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried chicken

to cook fried chicken

Rena on

Cecilia was being rather

to Peter, “Order

wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was

difficult to believe that he would order fried chicken and milk shakes

Peter got Cecilia what she

on 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

at the beautiful young

raised very well by

she had 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

feeling a

had already been

Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

we go

“No need. The matter’s not a very

off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business when you’re

in his laughter and failed

Cecilia and Mr.

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

looked

leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked,