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

pause, Cecilia finally managed to say,

amidst several

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

looked so pitiful that Mark’s heart

of

impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself

throat made a sound, halfway between a gasp and a

maintained eye contact with

standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would exercise restraint and play it

on the other hand, didn’t

a long time. Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little bunny

her petite figure resembled

so cute

pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia, didn’t

reluctant Harold was to

in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him, so he wasn’t

Cecilia would come crawling back to him after

he expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else

it was a

a pest. In his eyes, Harold was just

shoulder and ordered, “Take him out

Harold was stunned.

in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely conveyed, “Mr.

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver fox

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

her head away and

Harold again,

her eyes were

she used

at the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled

sudden, he felt a small hand grab his

talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings lined up that

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

walked out

was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a glance that

her things and

Shelly stopped Cecil

can’t just mess

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

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving

watched her leave in

had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in

that such a man would be her friend’s

several bodyguards surrounded

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

tried her best to get

stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

at Mark’s

help thinking about the little milk bottle in her

shook his

not it was

hotel suite was very

a small

in and ordered some food,

an hour, a cart full of scrumptious

“Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it wasn’t

Cecilia, and Peter 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 time

wasn’t accustomed to eating spicy

chili in all the dishes, her throat had started to burn,

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

all young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

because he thought that watching her face turn red was quite

Peter

“Because it is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you

in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried chicken and milk

cook fried chicken for me

Rena

chuckled and thought Cecilia was being rather

Peter, “Order what she wants

his boss, Peter was quite surprised. Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him.

to believe that he would

Cecilia

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

and stared at the beautiful young

had been raised very

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

couldn’t help feeling a

had already been removed. Peter

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like to see them

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go to the

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

go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business when

hold in his laughter

Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

all looked very

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