Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Flustered, Ophelia tried to pretend that she knew nothing about the thing, "What photographs? What are you talking about, Mr. Chambers?"

"I had received a delivery at about 6 o'clock, and found that there were a bulk of photographs inside. Maybe you should give me a good explanation for that."

Hearing his words, Ophelia was so stressed that she felt as if the sky was about to collapse.

She had not expected that Gracie would ever send those photos to Zachariah without sparing her any chance.

At that moment, the hatred for Gracie was burning inside of Ophelia. Though she had no quarrel with Gracie ever before, she just failed to figure out why she hated her so much and what good would be brought to her destroying other's marriage.

"Do the photographs have anything to do with me?" Ophelia was still trying to play fool.

Zachariah looked her in the eyes and remained silent.

The silence of Zachariah made Ophelia even more anxious and panicked. Neither she ever wanted Zachariah to divorce her, nor did she ever want to break Mrs. Chambers's heart.

Inside of her, Ophelia could now clearly sense the hatred for Gracie — she had neither done anything wrong nor had ever messed with Tassach, while she was now obliged to suffer such bitter grievance.

"I have never seen those photographs before, and you should not just vent your anger at me in this situation!"

glance and said, "You will see

 Ophelia fell

either, and the atmosphere within the car

get out of the car, he stopped and again recalled everything that

of the car." He tenderly said

for a second, she slightly lifted the corner of her mouth, unfastened

 Ophelia was silently and sullenly following behind. Suddenly, she clutched

 turned back to her and looked at her suspiciously. Ophelia then looked at him pitifully and continued in an

her around her waist from the ground. He was anxiously comforting, "Take it easy, and I will now take you to the

her arms around Zachariah's neck with her face tightly folded to his breast, "Thank you, Mr. Chambers. My previous stomachache was due to your indifference and silence, and now, since you're holding me in

and looked at Ophelia with a nameless expression on

of Zachariah and said, "Please, don't be so cold and indifferent, Mr.

part of her body

her down, she then embraced the neck of Zachariah with strength as if a koala was clutching a tree. She then said flimsily, "Please, I'm to blame for everything. Neither should I

gave her a glance and went into the elevator with Ophelia in his arms. Pressing the button, he barely

 Ophelia, impatiently unfastened his tie and went into the

 Ophelia again came up boldly and said like a spoiled child, "I know my bad now, Mr. Chambers. Please, just forgive me, give me another