Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

"Last night you just clung to me and said you want me. Nothing else." Zachariah interrupted her.

Ophelia sighed in relief but also felt a little disappointed. Zachariah was playing dumb to what she had said last night.

Maybe Zachariah already knew that she regarded him as more than just the boss. He knew that she had fallen in love with him and did not want to accept her love.

"You were dating with Miss Fletcher last night, weren’t you? Why not stay with her last night?"

"You want me to stay there overnight?"

Ophelia sat up and got off the bed in the nude, ignoring the longing eyes of Zachariah behind her. She calmly put her clothes on before entering the bathroom to wash up.

Zachariah also came in afterward, wearing only underpants. His body shape was so strong and sexy.

Zachariah hugged Ophelia's waist from behind and said, "Are you angry?"

Ophelia shook her head and rinse her mouth, after the foam in her mouth was washed out, she said, "You are intelligent and Miss Fletcher is gorgeous, so you are a match made in heaven. I’m just a substitute playing her role all along, so it doesn't matter if I’m angry or not."

Zachariah frowned and said, "Exactly, you aren’t angry. You are jealous. I know it."

around and looked at Zachariah face to face and said seriously, "Mr. Zachariah, Miss Fletcher is pregnant now. You must be very

Honestly, he did not feel much mood swing after knowing that Cora was pregnant. He was still calm even when Cora put his hand on her

came back, he was not as giddy as he thought he would be. He could endure her temper, but he did

belly last night and asked him, "Zach, I gave up my thriving career for you and also chose to keep this baby. But you are not so happy. Tell me honestly, don’t

"Silly girl, you are thinking nonsense. Of course, I love you, or else

girls or boys and how to name

not

reaction, Ophelia thought he was too happy to organize his words, so she, "You are so surprised and a little

her chin and

rid of him and said, "Mr. Zachariah, I’m sticky. I want to take a hot shower and go to work. Can you

with you," Zachariah said in a

late for work. Maybe you

looked at her and stopped pestering. He then turned around

fair skin in the mirror and suddenly sighed in a low voice. She then took off her clothes and took

Zachariah who was sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Zachariah, I'll go down first. I have to work later, so I

walked to the front door and was about to open it, Zachariah