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 was also an oppressive aura

pause, Cecilia finally managed

amidst

called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing

pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

reminded him of a

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

made a sound, halfway between a gasp and

maintained eye contact with

man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia

on the other hand, didn’t

hadn’t seen such pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost

petite figure resembled

so cute in his

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

how reluctant Harold was to

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

back to him after he broke up with

would look at

was a look

as though he was nothing but a pest.

over his shoulder and ordered,

Harold was stunned.

exuding a highly professional aura. The

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver fox looked

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

Cecilia turned her head away and ignored

talk to Harold

eyes were still

she used to love

at the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled

a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

talk? I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings

time, he found

walked out

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

things

disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil

crazy? You can’t

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

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no

her leave in a

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

such a man would be her friend’s

several bodyguards surrounded

elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so she was looking a

best to

all his bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

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

about the little milk bottle in her

and shook his head

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

suite was

a

in and ordered some

than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes

all seem to like spicy food,

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say

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

to eating spicy

had started to burn, and

Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in

girls liked spicy food.

to say anything because he

Peter with his

in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let me order something else

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

added, “Rena used to cook fried chicken for me all

mentioned Rena

and thought Cecilia was

Peter, “Order what

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

to believe that he would order fried chicken

got Cecilia what

20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such a fit

the beautiful young lady in

had been raised very well

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

feeling a

already been

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

“Shall we go to the

need. The matter’s not a

smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business

hold in

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

of the elite, their ages ranging

all looked very

Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr. Evans,