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 oppressive

a long pause, Cecilia finally managed to say,

was sitting amidst

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

that Mark’s heart skipped

him of a wounded

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

throat made a sound, halfway between a gasp and

eye contact

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

on the other

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

petite figure resembled a

indeed so cute

pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this

reluctant Harold was to let

and he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that

back to him after he broke

that one day, Cecilia would look at someone

it was a look of

nothing but a pest.

ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

exuding a highly professional

Mr. Evans?

felt that the silver

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

her head away

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

eyes were

used to love

eyes, Mark smiled and was about

a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

Mark, can we talk? I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

told, he was a very busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings lined

a long time, he found himself

out

casually, anyone could tell at a glance that

up her things and followed Mark

Shelly stopped Cecil

You can’t just mess with a

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

walked away,

her leave in

most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big shot, but a big shot

couldn’t believe that such a man

the elevator, several

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

to get closer

bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close

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

about the little milk bottle

and shook his head

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

hotel suite

even had a small

After he went in

an hour, a cart full of scrumptious

Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that it

that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining

wasn’t accustomed to eating

the dishes, her throat had started to burn,

the food in her plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a

liked spicy

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

to Peter

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

up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried

fried

mentioned Rena

Cecilia was

to Peter, “Order what

usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always

little difficult to believe that he would order

Cecilia what she

front of the French window, 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

and stared at the beautiful young lady in his

had been raised very well by the Fowler

she had tried to take her own life, and just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment,

feeling a little

had already been removed.

all arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

“Shall we

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

and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk

hold in his

could Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

all looked

woman among them. Before leaving,