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

long pause, Cecilia finally managed to

amidst several other

when Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She raised

pitiful that

reminded him of a

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

halfway between

maintained eye

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

other hand,

a long time. Cecilia

petite figure

was indeed so cute in

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 yourself for

revealed how reluctant Harold

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

thought that Cecilia would come crawling back to

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

a look of

nothing but a pest. In his eyes, Harold was

shoulder and ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely conveyed, “Mr. Evans

Mr. Evans?

Mark, but he felt

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

her eyes

all, she used to

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

a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

I’ll treat you to

Mark frowned slightly.

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

time, he found himself unable to resist such a cute girl. “Okay, let’s

he walked out

he was dressed casually, anyone could tell

up her things

disbelief, Shelly

crazy? You can’t just mess

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

lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

leave

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

believe that such a man would be her

the elevator, several bodyguards

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

her best to get closer

all his bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her close to

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

couldn’t help thinking about the little milk bottle

and shook his

He wondered whether or not it was

hotel suite was

had a

quite busy. After he went in and ordered

than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by

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.

could she say that it wasn’t

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

to

throat had started to burn, and her eyes had

we eating in a

all young girls liked spicy food. Mark

Cecilia’s murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her face turn red was

to Peter with

to dine in a restaurant. It

welled up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I

cook fried

mentioned Rena on

thought Cecilia was being

“Order what she

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

difficult to believe that he

Cecilia what she

satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all

sat there and stared at the beautiful young lady in

very well

to 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

feeling a

had already been

Evans. Would you like to

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we

while and answered, “No need. The matter’s

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

hold in his laughter and

business could Cecilia and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

met with several members of the elite,

all looked

an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that