A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2001-2010

Chapter 2001 With those words, Cecilia departed.

Simon couldn't help but touch his face and then his oily hair, feeling rather self-conscious.

Cecilia returned to the ward.

She found Mark engrossed in a morning newspaper. Recognizing her footsteps, he inquired casually, “How did the conversation go?” Cecilia closed the door behind her.

She leaned against it and recounted the recent events to Mark.

Mark found himself rather taken aback.

Knowing Cecilia's disposition, he understood that she wasn't inclined to engage in cutthroat competition, let alone having chosen an art student with a junior college background as her supporting cast.

Cecilia gazed at his surprised expression and offered a reassuring smile.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY “Why the surprised look? I belong to the Fowler family and I'm your girlfriend. If I were to lose to the lover of some casual rich man, it would invite ridicule not only upon the Fowler family but also upon you. Such matters are commonplace in the world of appearances.” That girl might intent on exploiting the prominence of both the families of Fowler and Evans.

Cecilia had no intention of affording her that opportunity.

Should the girl fail to conduct herself appropriately, Cecilia had no qualms about putting an end to her ambitions.

Mark observed Cecilia silently, as though reevaluating her. She exhibited a poised and seasoned demeanor.

She had been in the showbiz for a considerable amount of time.

How could she remain simple and naive? Cecilia hadn't made a fuss about it before simply because Mark had been gravely ill.

After a significant pause, Mark offered a gentle smile and said, “That's good to know.” Cecilia didn't delve too deeply into Mark's thoughts.

During Mark's recovery, in addition to looking after him, Cecilia tended to her own matters.

Both of them seemed content with the arrangement.

Two days later, Mark's condition had significantly improved. He approached the doctor, inquiring about the possibility of being discharged.

“I believe I could be discharged today.

Chapter 2002 This place feels stifling” The doctor smiled.

“You've made remarkable progress since your admission, Mr. Evans. Trust me” Mark sweetly added, “My Cecilia shares the same sentiment.” The doctor was delighted.

“You two share a wonderful bond. It's quite sweet for Miss Fowler to set aside her career and prioritize taking care of you." As they talked, a series of knocks echoed at the door.

Mark glanced over and spotted two unfamiliar individuals.

The man had a chiseled face and prominent ears, while the woman beside him appeared rather young.

Mark had a hunch about their identities.

Mark gazed toward the door, a guess about the identities of the visitors forming in his mind.

“Think you're in the wrong room,” he commented dryly.

Chandler, with his distinctive square face and prominent ears, stood out like a thumbtack on a blank canvas next to the younger girl accompanying him. In his hand was a photograph. Comparing its image to Mark, he ran fingers through his thinning hair.

“This is odd; it looks just like you." Chandler's hesitation was apparent. The girl, Elaine Shaw, quicker on the uptake, sprang into action.

Elaine, an art student, had the world at her feet.

Bright-eyed, energetic, and talented, she was the epitome of youthful promise.

Yet, she knew the entertainment world wasn't kind; without a helping hand, she could spend decades in obscurity.

Aligning herself with Chandler was a gamble.

Elaine's eyes sparkled upon seeing Mark.

He had an air about him that turned every woman's head.

With grace, she poured a glass of water, placing it into Mark's hand.

“I've heard so much about you from Mr. Lewis. I'm a big fan,” she cooed, sliding her fingers along the back of his hand, hoping Chandler wouldn't notice.

Chapter 2003 Mark just offered a knowing smirk. Back in the day, he'd navigated these waters countless times.

Instead of indulging her, he set the glass aside.

“What brings you here?” Chandler, always alert, shot a warning glance at Elaine before addressing Mark, his voice quivering.

“I regret how I've treated you before, Mr. Evans. I've been set straight by Peter. I need your help to restart the mine in the northwest. My family’s struggling; my kids’ school fees are sky-high.” Mark shot Elaine a playful look.

“Kids in junior high school grow up that fast these days?” The air grew thick with tension.

Mark seemed relaxed and at ease.

Chandler, on the other hand, took a moment before regaining his composure.

youthful beauty and her knack for

Mark weighed heavily on Chandler; sometimes, though, sacrifices had to be made for the

to sway him, he'd

With a deep breath,

looks nice, but it feels a

better with someone like Elaine around? She's top-notch at taking care of

approach was just what

met hers briefly

my principles,

have guaranteed

evident, his jaw dropping

door opened,

between Chandler and

rising actress and deduced Chandler's role in her

figure in showbiz, Cecilia, as the Fowler family daughter, knew she stood a class

Mark held an edge of

lounging, straightened

into his arms and ruffled Edwin's hair.

With her baby teeth, Olivia eagerly took a cookie, nibbling

away her mess, and then he soaked a cookie

was drawn

bit into his cookie with force, his gaze fixed on Elaine. She felt a chill down her spine from his

patted his son and addressed Chandler, “Like I said, I have a family.

place here. He thought

was

and the door behind them clicked shut,

“Lost interest in me after seeing him?” Elaine chose not to

to live lavishly. Do you recognize that woman? She's from the prominent Fowler family in Duefron, and she’s Mark's former spouse. I overlooked her significance earlier and now she’s upset because of you. Let me be clear; don't get on her bad side. If things go south, we'll

disappointment, questioned, “So why

not shown up, he might

2005 Chandler only responded with

through his hair, stating, “You can't simply deduce his intentions. Just a heads up; don't cross me. Inform Simon that you're on board for that supporting role. Not only do you need to play your part, but you also need to keep Miss Fowler content. Mr. Evans tends to prioritize

and he delivered a sharp slap to Elaine's face before storming

welled up in Elaine's

the closed door, resentment building up against

the room, the children had finished

tackled his school assignments, while Olivia reveled

fond of him. She loved curling up in

in conversation was one of her

teeth still emerging, her speech

she laughed, her adorable dimples were

of

while amusing Olivia,

was engrossed in her

into the earlier incident, yet Mark

focus from the script, Cecilia let the

into complicated discussions, especially

Mark grinned.

face and planted

Olivia will be quite the beauty as she matures.” Cecilia, still concentrating on her reading, retorted, “However striking she may become,

bed, her head lowered, and her

Her skin was impeccable.

worlds apart. It's unfair to even make a comparison. I'd rather not hear such remarks.” Lifting Olivia, he

tweaked

for many; her brother, in particular, was exceptionally fond

was a princess in the eyes of both the Fowlers

a nod, but Mark, ever persistent, teased, “Feeling a twinge of jealousy, are we?” “Why should I

she’s to your liking, keep her close. Perhaps she'll brighten your days.” Mark

shut her

Olivia home for dinner.” “We have a

hand at new recipes,” Cecilia

taste his latest

was just

cooking instead of at his office? As Cecilia gathered Edwin's belongings, she said, “Waylen's taken a week off. He coordinated

ushered the

Mark collapsed onto his bed, deep

began to think that perhaps Waylen posed the most significant

Mark muttered under his breath, labeling Waylen with a few

was still miffed that, because of a mere disagreement over

to take time off for the

vexed, tossed and

to him why, despite everything, Waylen

Mark's view, Waylen had quite the

he hastily

contract with

“Waylen might have reservations.

sweeten the deal

his frustration peaking, Mark flung his phone

lavish residence

the haunting melody of a

was the one

the entrance. Both boys shared a

Olivia in tow, walked

piece, had

unmistakable; Olivia was far more entertaining than Elva, in Alexis’

busy with his laptop,

the room, Marcus was engrossed in block-building with

tower was precarious, and with

a hint of irritation, Marcus just

was busy weaving braids into

Cecilia felt a

Waylen and Rena seemed to bask in

environment, looked dapper. He always said he aimed to remain enticing for Rena, not wanting to seem as if age

in, Waylen threw her

cooking when his phone

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