Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Instead of heading to the company, Zachariah drove to a hotel. After parking the car, he went up to the 20th floor.

As he opened the door and stepped into the room, a svelte lady came up and kissed him on the lips. Zachariah kissed her back naturally and shut the door.

Slowly, they let go of each other after the snog. Cora, embracing Zachariah's neck with both arms, said effeminately, "I thought you're not coming, Zach."

Hugging her into his arms, Zachariah led her to the sofa and answered tenderly, "You know I always cherish you, and will definitely come up to you whenever you message me."

Cora lowered her head and said like she was wronged, "When I was in your home, you barely talked to me, and Aunty Helena also misunderstood me. You have a beautiful wife now, and I am afraid there is no place for me in your heart!"

Raising her chin tenderly, Zachariah comforted her in an affectionate tone, "As I have told you, I married her only because she looks quite like you."

"But how do you explain the way you look at her? Four years have passed since we separated, and I am afraid she has taken away all the feelings that you once held for me."

With tears welling in her eyes, even the most iron-hearted man would be moved by her delicate and endearing face.

heart softened immediately, and said, "Don’t

love for Cora, which

stroking Zachariah's face tenderly with her delicate fingers and looking at him with obsessed eyes, "Though you're literally saying so, for days since I came back, you just simply kiss me and haven’t touched

I cherish your chastity and dare not to cross the line before we get married." Zachariah said

know you love me as much as I do, and I promise I will keep my virginity until our wedding night. But when

and answered, "After you finish your duties

divorce her

seemed a little displeased by

now is nothing but to marry you and to earn forgiveness from Aunty Helena as soon as

her by pressing

virtuousness, dear. Take it easy, and I never doubted you. I will explain to her.

a lower voice, "Really? What if Aunty Helen

remember that you used to be her favorite, you silly? You

dream, being deaf to the persuasions of my parents and bringing indignity to your family. Even now, I