Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Stunned for a moment, Madeleine then flew into a great rage.

"What the hell are you talking about, you brute? Who else could the child be fathered by if it were not you?"

"Anyone could be the kid's father, giving that Ophelia loves money so much."

With her hands raised high above her head, she was about to give Zachariah a hard slap. While, unexpectedly, he stopped her in the middle by grabbing her hands.

Gnashing her teeth, she glared at him and said, "And now, you're going to abandon your own kid, aren't you? Just wait and see, Zachariah — sooner or later, you will reap what you sow!"

"I will wait until the child is born, and take the paternity test myself by then. If it is truly my own kid, I will then take the responsibility; and if it is not, I won't spoil myself raising that son of bitch."

Madeleine's whole shape turned trembling out of anger.

She tried to calm herself, inhaled and said, "Ophelia will be deeply hurt if she ever hears that. Indeed, she looks flirtatious from her outside, but what's inside of her, she is more than faithful and sincere! Something as simple as that should be clear enough for you, since you guys have already been married for years!"

Zachariah went back to his seat and remained silent.

As Madeleine was about to continue, she noticed that the door was reopened and the operation seemed over. She then quickened to the leading doctor and asked in haste, "Is she alright, doctor?"

"The point is that she has recently been in an emotionally turbulent state, which is not really good for her kid. Just try to keep her in a rather good mood when she goes back home. Otherwise, she would

She then continued, "Are you sure that she and her kid are

a turbulent mood swing, Miss, I think they will be fine. Just keep her happy and relaxed, or I can not

her

the general ward, and please, remember what I have

Madeleine nodded to respond.

common ward,

Your wife, the flirtatious woman in your mouth, is lying on the bed and still in unconsciousness, and the kid in

 staring at Ophelia without saying

give up now: you're not one for her, and maybe it's better for both of you to separate from each other. I don't mind if you have misunderstood her or not anymore, since I see there is no love for

divorce her temporarily."

a chair and sat, pushed aside Ophelia's fringe lovingly and whispered, "Just don't worry, Ophelia: if he is really going to divorce you, you will still have me

 Ophelia failed to

up the next morning. Noticing that Madeleine was sleeping by her side,

"Finally, you're awake, dear! I

in the doctor. After giving Ophelia a physical check, the doctor said, "Don't worry, Miss. Lowe, she's fine. It's OK for her now to go through the discharge formalities, while, of course, she can also stay in the hospital for

answered, "We're going to spend