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?

like a perfect gentleman, but there was also an oppressive

finally managed

amidst several other

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

so pitiful that Mark’s

of a wounded

Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and instead asked, “You’re very lively

a sound, halfway between a gasp and

eye contact with

felt like she was about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she

other

long time. Cecilia

figure resembled a

was indeed so cute

Mark 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 to kill yourself

how reluctant Harold was

Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him

back to him after he broke up with his

Cecilia would look at someone else the

it was a

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

glanced over his shoulder and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

tall and robust bodyguards dressed in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver

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

turned her head away

to ever talk to Harold

her eyes were

used to love

young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark

of a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

can we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

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

for a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a

out

Even though he was dressed casually,

up her things

wide in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil like

you crazy? You can’t just mess with a

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

walked away, leaving Shelly no chance to

her leave in

hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t

believe that such a man would be her

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so

tried her best to get closer

bodyguards stopped her. She felt

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let her close

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

help thinking about the little milk bottle

shook

alleviated a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle

suite

a small

went in and ordered some food, Peter went to

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

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

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

accustomed to eating spicy

throat had started to

“Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will take forever to disperse the pungent

girls liked spicy food. Mark was

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

Peter

Evans to dine in a

in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried

“Rena used to cook fried chicken for me all

mentioned Rena

thought Cecilia was

Peter, “Order what she wants

It was always others who accommodated him.

believe that he would

Cecilia

been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit and healthy body. He didn’t

the beautiful young lady in his

had been raised very

just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment,

feeling a

had already been removed.

Mr. Evans. Would

Mark nodded.

we go to the

a while and answered, “No need. The matter’s

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

in his laughter and

could Cecilia and

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

looked

was an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr. Evans, is