Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Ophelia opened the photo album in Zachariah's cell phone and looked down little by little. She was surprised to find that there were many photos of her inside, but many of them were taken when she was sleeping, without clothes and covered with a quilt, wearing clothes and sleeping on the bed, all kinds of them, counting at least thousands of photos. She didn't even think that there would be so many photos of her in Zachariah's phone.

She looked down one by one, and there were several taken from her back. She didn't even know when these photos were taken by Zachariah, and he could manage to take such a good picture of her back.

Ophelia’s eyes were red all of a sudden, she thought Zachariah was just addicted to her body and didn't like her at all, but if he didn't, how could he explain these photos?

She bet that a man who didn't like a woman would never have taken so many pictures of her, and each one was so beautiful without any sense of contradiction.

She looked down one by one, there were less than ten photos of Cora of all the photos. In addition to some landscape photos, and the rest were almost all her photos.

Ophelia’s mood went up and down, and she fondled the photos in the phone and said, “Zachariah, the photos on your phone are all of me, which means you don't hate me that much. Don’t you think it's better for us to just stay together for the rest of our lives?”

It’s just that a phone call still pulled Ophelia back to reality.

surging mood was like being poured down by cold water, and it cooled down all

your secretary, the doctor said the baby is fine, very healthy, but you promised to accompany me

I’m sorry, it’s me. Your Zachariah went out to get food for me, so he probably won't be

she said in a cold voice, “Ophelia, why

went out to get some food for

and got your pictures taken. Why are you still so righteous after cheating? And

pale instantly, her hands trembling. She said, “How

woman he has ever seen. There's nothing wrong with women loving money, but a woman like you, sleeping with two different men for money,

on what kind of woman I am. Even if I sleep with two different men, and it should be

soon I will be Zachariah's wife, and you, will be

I'm still Zachariah's wife before becoming an outsider, and you are the shameless mistress. You have tarnished the name of your family if the words got out,

that you were the most disgusting woman he had ever seen, and that he did not divorce you because you were pregnant, but I did not