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?

there was also an oppressive aura about

finally managed to say, “Uncle

sitting amidst several

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

so pitiful that

him of a

the impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and instead asked,

sound, halfway

still maintained eye contact with

was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia

other hand,

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

petite figure resembled a

so cute in his

but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your

reluctant Harold was to let go

his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him, so he wasn’t worried when the news of his

would come crawling back to him after he broke up with his

in his wildest dreams did he expect that one day, Cecilia would look at

a look

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

his shoulder and ordered, “Take him out

Harold was stunned.

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

Mr. Evans?

Mark, but he felt that

not to offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his

head

ever talk to Harold again, deciding

eyes

she used

the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and

felt a small

can we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

told, he was a very busy man and didn’t have time to deviate

time, he

out of the

bodyguards followed Mark. Even though he was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a

her things and followed Mark

disbelief, Shelly

can’t just

from Czanch. You know, the guy who’s often on the

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave in a

top figures in the south who had seized a hold of the most

believe that such a man would be

several

had just taken sleeping pills

best to

bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let

at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed her way toward Mark’s

thinking about the little milk bottle in her

beamed and shook his head

whether or not it was the

hotel suite was very

had a small gym

busy. After he went in and ordered some

less than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by the

on the documents he was reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it wasn’t

Peter had dinner together. It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good

to eating spicy

all the dishes, her throat had started to

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

liked spicy

say anything because he

signaled to Peter with

Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t

eyes. “I want fried

used to cook fried chicken for me

mentioned Rena

thought Cecilia was

“Order what

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

to believe that he would

got Cecilia what

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 had been able to maintain such

the beautiful young

very well

take her 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

feeling

the table had already been removed. Peter whispered in

Mr. Evans. Would you like to see

Mark nodded.

we go

need. The matter’s not a very important thing

her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead

tried to hold in his laughter

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

elite, their ages ranging

looked very

an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed