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?

perfect gentleman, but there was also an

a long pause, Cecilia finally

was sitting amidst several other

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

that Mark’s heart skipped

him of

but he controlled himself

a sound, halfway between a

still maintained eye contact

about to faint. The man standing before her was

on the other hand,

such pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia

figure

was indeed so

him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia,

Harold was to let go of

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

to him after

day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she

was a look of

though he was nothing but a pest. In his

his shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

felt that the

decided not to offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk about

Cecilia turned her head away and ignored

Harold again, deciding to

eyes

she used

the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was

of a sudden, he felt a small hand

can we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

busy man and didn’t have time to deviate

had been lonely for a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute

walked out

dressed casually, anyone could tell

her things and followed Mark

disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

you crazy? You can’t just mess with

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

biting her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving

leave in

the most advanced technology in the country.

believe that such a man

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

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

tried her best to

bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let her

at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she

the little milk bottle

beamed and shook his

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

hotel suite was

had a small

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

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

asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food,

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that it

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

wasn’t accustomed to

had started to burn, and her

“Why are we eating in a hotel

girls liked

anything because he thought that watching her face

signaled to Peter

it is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the

Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried

“Rena used to cook fried chicken for me all

mentioned Rena on

thought Cecilia was being rather

to Peter, “Order what she wants

usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How could he compromise with a young woman like

was a little difficult to believe that he would

Peter got Cecilia what she

in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit and

stared at the beautiful

very well

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 her milk

couldn’t help feeling a little

already been removed. Peter whispered in Mark’s

Mr. Evans. Would

Mark nodded.

we go to the

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

off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can

to hold in his laughter

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

several members of the elite, their ages ranging from 30 to 40 years

looked very

exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman