Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

When Ophelia was thinking about it, her cell phone rang and it was a call from Zachariah.

She raised her eyebrows suspiciously, for they had just separated for less than ten minutes. However, she still answered the phone, and Zachariah said in a domineering tone, “I have hired the best lawyer for the car accident case. After catching the perpetrator, I will sue him and make him bankrupt.”

“No...” Before she finished speaking, he had already hung up the phone.

Ophelia smiled bitterly and thought to herself, “This is really Zachariah's style. He has always acted according to his own emotions, including his marriage and divorce. It seems that in this transaction, I have no right to speak at all.”

How did she fall in love with such a domineering and peremptory man?

But it was too late to think about it now.

Trying to calm herself down, Ophelia pushed open the door and entered the ward.

Madeleine was hit by a car and had stayed in the hospital for a month. The oxygen mask had been removed, and she could eat some easy-to-digest meat.

Ophelia asked her maid, Mrs. Miriam, to prepare a nutritious meal and bring it to the hospital.

Mrs. Miriam walked into the ward with the food and smiled cordially, “Miss Lowe, I brought you something to eat. How are you feeling today?”

arm and said, “Mrs. Miriam, because of your superb cooking skills, I

Madeleine very much, and was amused by

of food I cooked for you, but I haven't seen you gain any

cross-legged on the bed and asked, “What kind of food did you

truffle, and two

laughed exaggeratedly and said, “I am thinking about this soup for a long time. You are so kind, and know me so well. I may have gained several kilos by the time I am discharged from the

just like Madam. Senior people like me like plump girls, who look blessed.” Mrs. Miriam passed her a bowl of soup

girls hope that they are completely free of fat, but I still like chubby girls. It's a pity

trend to lose weight, and become skinny. A gust of wind

couldn't help but smile, and gave her

Madeleine

a happy face, “Mrs. Miriam, you have turned me into a picky eater. After eating the food you cooked, I think my previous food

distress, “You can always come to Madam's

is private estate of Mr. Chambers, so I

character, and didn't say anything about it, but smiled, “If you like the dishes I cook, I can make some and let Madam take to

“You are so nice

was not unpalatable, even comparable to chefs in five-star restaurants. But she liked to be taken cared for, as