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

long pause, Cecilia finally managed to say, “Uncle

was sitting amidst several other

wasn’t planning to stand up, but when Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She

pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

him of a

felt the impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled

halfway between a

eye contact with

felt like she was about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably

the other hand,

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

figure resembled

so

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

how reluctant Harold was to let go of

knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him, so he wasn’t worried

come crawling back to him after he broke up with

that one day, Cecilia would look at

was a look

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

over his shoulder and ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the

Mr. Evans?

he felt that the

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

head away and

talk to Harold again, deciding

her eyes

she used to love

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

a sudden, he felt a small hand

I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few

been lonely for a long time, he

he walked out of the cafe

he was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a glance that he

things

in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

crazy? You can’t

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

biting her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving

watched her leave in a

hold of the most advanced technology in

believe that such a man would be her

the elevator, several bodyguards

pushed into a corner of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so

tried her best to get

all his bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

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

about the

beamed and shook his head

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

suite was

a

in and ordered some food, Peter

less than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes

on the documents he was reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that 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 eating spicy

throat had started to burn, and her

at the food in her plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take

girls liked spicy food. Mark was

to say anything because he thought that watching her face turn red was

to Peter with his

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

Cecilia’s eyes. “I want

“Rena used to cook fried chicken for me

Rena

and thought Cecilia was being rather

“Order what

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

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

got Cecilia what

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

stared at the beautiful young lady

very well by the

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

feeling

had already been removed. Peter

Would you like to

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go to the

“No need. The matter’s

“You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our

tried to hold in his laughter and

could Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

of the elite, their

looked very

leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia