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

amidst several

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

pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped

of a

but he controlled himself and instead asked, “You’re very lively

a sound, halfway between

eye contact

to faint. The man standing before her was

on the other hand, didn’t

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

petite figure

was indeed so cute

couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this

how reluctant Harold was to

was a proud man, and he had always been 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

back to him after he broke

day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way

a look

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

ordered, “Take him out of my

Harold was stunned.

black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding

Mr. Evans?

he felt

this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he said to Cecilia, “Let’s talk about this some

Cecilia turned her head away and

Harold again, deciding to let the

eyes

used

the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was about to

sudden, he felt a

Mark, can we talk? I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

didn’t have time to deviate from

a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute girl. “Okay,

he walked out of the cafe

he was dressed casually, anyone could

picked up her things and

wide in disbelief, Shelly

can’t just mess with

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

lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

watched her leave in

hold of the most advanced technology

a man would be her friend’s

several

of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had

tried her best to get

his bodyguards stopped

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let her

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

couldn’t help thinking about the little milk bottle

and shook his

wondered whether or not it was

suite

a small

went in and

less than half an hour, a cart full of

girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what I ordered. Is

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that

Mark’s confidant, and he

wasn’t accustomed to eating spicy

her throat had started to burn, and her eyes had

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

young girls liked spicy food.

not to say anything because he thought that watching her face turn red

Peter with

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

up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I

fried chicken

mentioned Rena on

thought Cecilia was being

Peter, “Order what she

good-tempered and accommodating. It was always

he would

Cecilia

very satisfied. Mark 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. He didn’t eat too

there and stared at the

very well by

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 shake. She looked

couldn’t help feeling a little

table had already been removed. Peter

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like

Mark nodded.

“Shall we go to the

for a while and answered, “No need. The matter’s not

Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark.

hold in

and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

elite, their ages ranging from 30 to 40 years

looked very

there was an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr.