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?"

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.

severely tense hearing the words. She then continued, "Are you sure that she and her kid

I think they will be fine. Just keep

her head in

later shifted to the general ward, and please, remember what I have just said: keep her happy and relaxed." Said

Madeleine nodded to respond.

shifted to the common ward,

 in bed, Madeleine pointed at her and turned to Zachariah, "Do you see that, Zachariah? Your wife, the flirtatious woman in your mouth, is lying on the bed and still in unconsciousness,

at Ophelia

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

 Zachariah answered, "I'm not going to divorce her temporarily." As his voice faded, he turned around and

 Ophelia's fringe lovingly and whispered, "Just don't worry, Ophelia: if he is really going to divorce you, you will still have me by your side. Together, we shall raise the kid. Though we may not be exceedingly rich, we can still assure him of

 Ophelia failed to

up the next morning. Noticing that Madeleine was sleeping by

her eyes, she was excited to see that Ophelia was awake, held her hands and said, "Finally, you're awake, dear! I was really frightened seeing you fall down

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

"We're going