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.

landed on Elaine, noting her youthful beauty and

weighed heavily on Chandler; sometimes, though, sacrifices had to be

Chandler hoped to

deep breath,

Evans, this VIP room looks nice,

be better with someone like Elaine around? She's top-notch at taking care of people.” Elaine held back

just what she'd

eyes met hers briefly

or catch me in a trap? Keeping her here isn't in line with my principles, especially since I have a family to think about.” Chandler was

Elaine should have guaranteed Mark's compliance,

shock was evident, his jaw

But before he could recover, the door

darted between Chandler

actress and deduced Chandler's

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

her gaze towards Mark

straightened up

Olivia into his arms and ruffled Edwin's hair.

a bite?” With her baby teeth, Olivia eagerly took a

carefully wiped away her mess, and then he soaked a cookie in milk;

drawn

his gaze fixed on Elaine. She felt a

a family. It's time for you to Leave.” The family

place here. He thought of seeking help from

disoriented, was suddenly

and the door behind them clicked shut,

mocking smile, Chandler asked, “Lost interest in me after seeing him?” Elaine chose not to

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 both

trying to mask her disappointment, questioned, “So

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

only responded

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.

delivered a sharp slap to Elaine's face before storming out with a string of muttered

up in Elaine's

looked over her shoulder at the closed door, resentment building up against the

the children had finished their

Olivia reveled

quite fond of him. She loved curling up in Mark's

him in conversation was one of her favorite

baby teeth still emerging, her speech was a tad

whenever she laughed, her adorable dimples were on

had hints of auburn, adding to her

amusing Olivia, glanced over at

engrossed in

earlier incident, yet Mark felt compelled

shifting her focus from the script, Cecilia let the silence answer

to delve into complicated discussions, especially in the kids’

Mark grinned.

Mark's face and planted several affectionate

still concentrating on her reading, retorted, “However striking she may become, she won't hold a candle to the woman from earlier.” Mark's gaze met

and her glossy black hair casually tied back. From his vantage point,

Her skin was impeccable.

was momentarily mesmerized by her elegance. After a brief pause, he said, “Olivia and that woman are worlds apart. It's unfair to even make a comparison. I'd rather not hear such remarks.” Lifting

tweaked

for many; her brother, in particular,

Olivia was a princess in the eyes of both the Fowlers

Mark, ever persistent, teased, “Feeling a twinge of jealousy, are we?” “Why should I feel any envy towards her?” Cecilia shot

liking, keep her close. Perhaps she'll brighten

shut

dinner.” “We have a meal

hand at new recipes,”

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

was just an ordinary

week off. He coordinated

ushered the children

they were gone, Mark collapsed onto his bed, deep in

to think that perhaps Waylen posed the

2007 Mark muttered under his breath, labeling

miffed that, because of a mere disagreement over stock in a project, Waylen had resorted to such

viewpoint, Waylen's decision to take time off

vexed, tossed

to him why, despite everything, Waylen had won

Waylen had

phone, he

with Exceed

“Waylen might have reservations.

it; perhaps sweeten the

Mark flung his phone aside, musing about

Cecilia arrived at the lavish residence

door, the haunting melody of a piano met her

the

car, greeted by Leonel near the entrance.

tow, walked towards

piano piece, had Rena providing guidance

was unmistakable; Olivia was far more entertaining than

Waylen, Alexis’ dad, was busy with his laptop, exuding an aura of acute alertness

the room, Marcus was engrossed in

precarious, and with Olivia's approach,

of irritation, Marcus just adjusted Olivia's position and started

busy weaving braids into

2008 Observing this chaotic household, Cecilia felt a mix of amusement and

seemed to bask

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

settled in, Waylen threw her a

cooking when his phone rang.

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