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?

a perfect gentleman, but there

long pause, Cecilia finally managed to say, “Uncle

sitting amidst several other

him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing

looked so pitiful that Mark’s

him of a

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

sound, halfway between

eye contact with

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

other

Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little bunny in front of

figure resembled a

indeed so

and Mark looked at each other, Harold couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is

Harold

person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved

crawling back to him after he broke up with

expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else

was a look of

ignored Harold, as though he was nothing but a pest. In his

over his shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of my

Harold was stunned.

earphones, exuding a highly professional

Mr. Evans?

but he felt that the silver fox

Patting the invisible dust off

Cecilia turned her head away

to Harold

her eyes were

all, she used to love

young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and

sudden, he felt a small hand grab his

Mark, can we talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

a very busy man and didn’t have time to

been lonely for a long time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute girl.

walked out of the cafe

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

picked up her things

in disbelief, Shelly

You can’t just

sister-in-law’s uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch. You

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no chance

her leave in

the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big shot, but a big

that such a man would be

elevator, several bodyguards

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

her best to get closer

stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close to

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

help thinking about the little milk bottle in her

and shook

He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls that gave him

hotel suite was

even had a small gym

was quite busy. After he went in and ordered some food, Peter

cart full of

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

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that it wasn’t

was Mark’s confidant, and he was

to eating

dishes, her throat had started to burn, and her eyes had soon

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

young girls liked spicy food.

murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because

to Peter

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

eyes. “I want fried chicken

fried chicken for me all

Rena on

Cecilia was

to Peter, “Order what she wants for

Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always

was a little difficult to believe that he

Cecilia what she

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.

the beautiful young lady in

been raised very well

her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily

help feeling a little

leftovers on the table had already been removed.

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we

while and answered, “No need. The

they said, Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business when

hold in his laughter and failed

Cecilia and Mr.

Mark didn’t say anything.

met with several members of the elite,

looked

them. Before leaving, that