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

pause, Cecilia finally managed

amidst several other

he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She

pitiful that

reminded him of

sudden felt the impulse to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and instead asked, “You’re

made a sound, halfway between a gasp

maintained eye contact with

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

on the other

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

petite figure resembled

indeed so

in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia, didn’t you try

reluctant Harold was to let go

in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very much and always obeyed him,

would come crawling back to him after

expect that one day, Cecilia would

a look of

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

over his shoulder and ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely

Mr. Evans?

Mark, but he felt that the silver fox

the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk

Cecilia turned her head away and

to ever talk to Harold again, deciding

eyes

used to love

young girl’s tearful eyes,

a sudden, he felt a small

we talk? I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

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

been lonely for a long time, he found himself unable

walked out of the

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

her things and followed Mark

wide in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

crazy? You can’t just

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

lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

leave in

seized a hold of the most advanced

a man would be

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

had been pushed into a corner of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a

her best to get

bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let her close to

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

couldn’t help thinking about the little

beamed and shook his

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

hotel suite was very

a

After he went in and ordered some

than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that

obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air light by joking from time to

wasn’t accustomed to

of the chili in all the dishes, her throat had started to burn, and her eyes had soon become

finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It will

liked spicy food. Mark was

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

Peter with his

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

Cecilia’s eyes. “I

used to cook fried chicken

mentioned Rena on

chuckled and thought Cecilia was being rather

“Order what she

and accommodating. It was

difficult to believe that he would order

Cecilia what

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

stared at the beautiful young

raised very well by the Fowler

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 shake. She

help feeling a

table had already been removed. Peter whispered in Mark’s

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

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we go to the

need. The matter’s not a very important

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

tried to hold in

Cecilia and

Mark didn’t say anything.

several members of the elite, their ages

all looked

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