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?”

Miriam, because of your superb cooking skills,

liked Madeleine very much,

lot of food I cooked for you, but I haven't seen you gain any weight. I think maybe you have the same physique as

and sat cross-legged on the bed and asked, “What kind of

black truffle, and two side dishes.”

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 hospital. Others people lose weight in the hospital, and I am the only one

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

still like chubby

young girls just follow the trend to lose weight, and become skinny. A gust of wind can blow you away.”

and gave her a thumbs-up, “You are definitely

Madeleine

have turned me into a picky eater. After eating the food you cooked, I think my previous food was just too bad. By the time I am discharged from the hospital and can no longer eat food cooked

always come to Madam's house and I will cook for

private estate of Mr. Chambers, so I shouldn't be

didn't say anything about it, but smiled, “If you like

“You are so nice to me.”

even comparable to chefs in five-star restaurants. But she liked to be taken cared