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.

Elaine, noting her youthful beauty and her knack for handling situations

Chandler; sometimes, though, sacrifices had to be

hoped to sway him,

deep

VIP room looks nice, but

taking care of people.” Elaine held back a reaction, her lips

approach was just what

met hers briefly before

in a trap? Keeping her here isn't in line with my principles, especially since I have a family to think about.” Chandler was taken aback; he'd thought any man would find

mind, all he'd invested in Elaine should have guaranteed Mark's compliance,

evident, his jaw

recover, the door opened, revealing Cecilia

eyes darted between Chandler and

actress and deduced Chandler's role in her

showbiz, Cecilia, as the Fowler family daughter, knew she stood

gaze towards Mark held an

previously lounging, straightened up

his arms and ruffled Edwin's

grandma sent over some treats. Want a bite?” With her

then he soaked a

drawn

fixed on Elaine. She felt a chill down

said, I have a family. It's time for you to Leave.” The family

of place here. He thought of

disoriented, was suddenly tugged

behind them clicked shut, Elaine quickly pulled

asked, “Lost interest in me

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

trying to mask her disappointment, questioned, “So why introduce me to Mr. Evans?” Chandler

intrigued by you.” “Had his former wife not shown up, he might have been. He did smile at me,”

Chandler only responded with a dismissive

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

sharp slap to Elaine's face before storming out with

welled up

looked over her shoulder at the closed door,

the children had

tackled his school assignments, while Olivia reveled in the affection from her

quite fond of him. She loved curling up in

in conversation was one

teeth still emerging,

her adorable dimples were

of

amusing Olivia, glanced over

was engrossed in

into the earlier incident, yet Mark felt compelled to

the script, Cecilia let the silence answer for

to delve into complicated discussions, especially in

Mark grinned.

Mark's face and planted several affectionate pecks.

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

bed, her head lowered, and her glossy black hair casually tied back. From his vantage

Her skin was impeccable.

pause, he said, “Olivia and that woman are worlds apart. It's unfair to

playfully tweaked

was the center of attention for many; her brother,

princess in the eyes of both the Fowlers and the

a nod, but Mark, ever persistent, teased, “Feeling a twinge of jealousy, are

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

Cecilia shut her

dinner.” “We have a meal prepared here,” Mark

his hand at new recipes,” Cecilia

promised I'd taste his latest creations tonight” Mark raised

was just an ordinary

Edwin's belongings, she said, “Waylen's taken a week off. He coordinated with

ushered the

collapsed onto his bed, deep

perhaps Waylen posed the most significant challenge to his romantic aspirations.

under his breath, labeling Waylen with a few

of a mere disagreement over stock in a project, Waylen had resorted

decision to take

vexed, tossed and

why, despite everything, Waylen had won over

view, Waylen had

he

with Exceed

“Waylen might have reservations.

perhaps sweeten

peaking, Mark flung his phone aside, musing about

at the lavish

her car door, the haunting melody of a piano met

the

the car, greeted by Leonel near the entrance. Both

with Olivia in tow, walked towards the

had Rena providing guidance from beside

was unmistakable; Olivia was

laptop, exuding an aura of acute alertness from the

the room, Marcus was engrossed in

was precarious, and with Olivia's approach, it

Marcus just adjusted Olivia's position

meanwhile, was busy weaving braids into Olivia's

Cecilia

and Rena seemed

to remain enticing for Rena, not wanting to seem as if age was catching up to

in, Waylen threw

cooking when his

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