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.

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

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

reputation, and if Chandler hoped to sway him, he'd have to play into Mark's

a deep breath, Chandler approached

this VIP room looks nice, but it feels

Elaine around? She's top-notch at taking care of people.” Elaine held back a reaction,

was just what she'd been

met hers briefly before

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

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

was evident, his jaw

But before he could recover, the door opened, revealing Cecilia with Olivia and Edwin in

eyes darted between

the rising actress and deduced Chandler's role

a significant figure in showbiz, Cecilia, as the Fowler

her gaze towards Mark held an

lounging, straightened up as they

lifted Olivia into his arms and ruffled Edwin's

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

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

was drawn to its

cookie with force, his gaze fixed

and addressed Chandler, “Like I said, I have a family. It's time for you to Leave.” The

was out of place here. He thought of seeking help

still somewhat disoriented, was suddenly tugged

they reached the hallway and the door behind them clicked shut, Elaine

interest in me after seeing

and now she’s upset because of you. Let me be clear; don't get

“So why introduce me to

wife not shown up, he

only responded with a dismissive

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 her wishes.” Elaine remained

Elaine's face before storming out with a string of

welled up

the closed door, resentment building up against the cruel twist of

the room, the children

while Olivia reveled in the affection from her

was quite fond of him. She loved

was

baby teeth still emerging, her speech was a tad

whenever she laughed, her adorable dimples were on full

had hints of auburn, adding to her youthful

Olivia,

was engrossed in

yet Mark felt compelled to

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

want to delve into complicated discussions, especially in the kids’

Mark grinned.

and planted several affectionate

Olivia, Mark remarked gently, “Cecilia, our Olivia will be quite the beauty as she matures.” Cecilia, still concentrating on her reading, retorted, “However striking she may become, she won't hold a candle to

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

Her skin was impeccable.

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

playfully tweaked her

many; her brother, in

Evans lineage, Olivia was a princess in the eyes of both the

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

close. Perhaps she'll

Cecilia shut her

dinner.”

his hand

his latest creations tonight” Mark raised

just an

was Waylen at home cooking instead of at his office? As Cecilia gathered Edwin's belongings, she said, “Waylen's taken a week off. He coordinated with Jazlyn so he could spend more time with the children.” Her statement had a

that, she ushered

they were gone, Mark collapsed onto

the

2007 Mark muttered under his breath, labeling

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

to take

vexed, tossed and

despite everything, Waylen had won over

Waylen had quite the

he

with

“Waylen might have reservations.

perhaps sweeten

his frustration peaking, Mark flung his phone aside, musing

lavish

door, the haunting melody of a

was the

near the entrance. Both boys shared a

in tow, walked towards the grand hall.

a piano piece, had Rena providing guidance from

to play was unmistakable; Olivia

was busy with his laptop,

room, Marcus was

precarious, and with Olivia's

irritation, Marcus just adjusted Olivia's position

meanwhile, was busy weaving braids into

Observing this chaotic household, Cecilia felt

and Rena seemed to bask in

He always said he aimed to remain enticing for Rena, not wanting to

in, Waylen threw her a

cooking when his phone rang.

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