Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

"No, I don't believe you."

Ophelia smiled, "I understand, since these photos are exactly irrefutable proof."

Zachariah stepped forwards aggressively and bent, looking at Ophelia face-to-face in a close distance. He suddenly raised his hands, pinched at the chin of her and said in a cold tone, "I can't believe that you're just in such hunger for sex. I have tried my best to match you in terms of sex, but you're just never satisfied and even hang out there messing with your superior! Shame on you, Ophelia!"

Even though she was hurt inside, Ophelia still pretended to be calm and indifferent.

"I thought you already knew my essence, Mr. Chambers." Ophelia smiled, "Though I don't have much to explain for the photographs, I have to say that there's nothing between me and Tassach. Tell me, Mr. Chambers: will you trust me?"

Zachariah pinched at Ophelia's chin even harder, and shouted, "How about you telling me whether I should trust you or not?"

'You won't believe me.' Ophelia thought.

She knew better than anyone about his inclination to be possessiveness, and clearly understood how Zachariah currently felt, since if she ever saw the photographs of Zachariah and Cora, she would never believe in the saying that they were innocent either.

Zachariah then came up even closer, with his lips nearly kissed on that of Ophelia. His gasp blew at her face, which made her feel a little tepid and itchy.

my skills on bed? Tell me the reason why you're just so eager to hang out there with another man before our divorce." Said Zachariah, "I must confess that Tassach is

heart hurt again, as if there was

said, "I saw in the photographs that he leaned on your neck, and seemingly kissed you, didn't he? And it seemed

stiffened, Ophelia, for the

 then came close to her neck and

woman, since you just couldn't stop reaching out to other men while you were holding the hand of

words. She was now in fear, fearing that tonight might be the end of their

can literally do anything as long as one gives you enough money? Who

heart like a sword,

at him and said, "You can say that I'm a woman of easy virtue, but you need to believe that the child

believe that, giving that I have no idea about how many men you

pale when she

she was hurt, and couldn't bear to continue. However, as he recalled anything about those photographs, he was then again possessed by anger and couldn't help giving a painful

Why do you have to hang out there and fool around with other men?"

 with grievance and asked in an injured tone, "Please, trust me, Mr. Chambers. I'm in a clean