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?

there was

long pause, Cecilia finally

amidst

he somehow found himself standing

looked so pitiful that

him of

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

halfway

maintained eye contact

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

other

Cecilia almost looked like

petite figure resembled a

so cute in

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

statement revealed how reluctant Harold

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 the news of his affair was

back to him after he broke up

expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used to

it was a

he was nothing but a pest. In his eyes,

his shoulder and ordered, “Take him

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. Evans?

didn’t know Mark, but he felt that the silver fox

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

Cecilia turned her head

refused to ever talk to Harold again, deciding

eyes

all, she used to

at the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark

all of a sudden, he felt a small

we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

told, he was a very busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more

for a long time, he found himself unable

out

though he was dressed casually, anyone could tell

things and followed Mark

disbelief, Shelly

You can’t just

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

Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

her leave in a

had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big shot, but a big shot among big

couldn’t believe that such a man would be her friend’s

the elevator, several bodyguards

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

tried her best to get

his bodyguards stopped her. She

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let her

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

help thinking about the little milk bottle

beamed and shook his head

not it was the miracle of young girls that

hotel suite

a small

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

hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes

girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food,

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say

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

to eating spicy

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

are we

girls liked

because he thought that watching her face turn

to Peter

for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems

“I want fried chicken and

cook fried chicken for me all

mentioned Rena

and thought Cecilia was

Peter, “Order what she wants

good-tempered and accommodating. It

a little difficult to believe that he would

got Cecilia what she

French window, Cecilia was very satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to

stared at the beautiful young lady

very well by the

her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily eating some fried chicken and sipping her

help feeling a little

the table had already been removed. Peter whispered

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you

Mark nodded.

we go to

need. The matter’s not a

shirt and smiled, “You go ahead

to hold in his laughter and

and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

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

all looked

Before leaving, that woman