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."

to face and said seriously, "Mr. Zachariah, Miss

after knowing that Cora was pregnant. He was still calm even when Cora put his hand on her belly to

as he thought he would be. He could endure her temper, but he did not want

rubbed her 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

into his arms and said, "Silly girl, you are thinking nonsense. Of course, I love you, or else

sweetly and asked whether he liked girls or boys and how to name

positive and cooperative, but he was not as ecstatic

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

and whispered, "Are you

said, "Mr. Zachariah, I’m sticky. I want to

a shower with you," Zachariah said

said, "Mr. Zachariah, I'm late for work. Maybe

stopped pestering. He then turned

looked at her fair skin in the mirror and suddenly sighed in a low

sofa, "Mr. Zachariah, I'll go down first. I have to work later, so

front door and was about to open it,