Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Zachariah went down in the elevator. He got into the car, thumped the wheel and drove away.

It took Zachariah about half an hour to get to Cora’s place. The door was opened soon after he rang the doorbell. A figure threw itself into his arms before Zachariah carried it into the room.

Cora snuggled up to Zachariah and said injuredly, "Zach, I thought you would stand me up."

Zachariah just let Cora hold him, his body stiff.

Naturally, Cora could feel the stiffness of Zachariah’s body and looked up at him. "Zach, why are you so unhappy to see me?"

Zachariah twined his arms around Cora and comforted her. "Come on. If I was unhappy to see you, do you think I would have turned up here?"

Cora clung on to Zachariah and put on a vulnerable look. "Zach, don’t be mad at me for what I said on the phone just now, alright? You know, pregnant women tend to be sensitive. The doctor says it’s called antepartum depression. As long as you’re by my side more often, I’ll be happy and I won’t think too much."

Zachariah held Cora in his arms and replied, "Stop thinking too much then. I’ll try my best to spend more time with you in the future. Now go to bed."

Cora clutched Zachariah to her like a koala holding a tree. She looked up and said coquettishly, "Zach, I’m not sleepy yet. Let’s chat. It’s been a long time since we talked like this last time."

"OK."

like a kitten and said, "Zach, do you remember

no idea where they had kissed for the first time at all.

"Zach, did you

but pulled away the next moment, acting as if he was an affectionate lover. "Memories are the

and said,

hand, moved it away and changed the

subject on purpose. Have you fallen in love with Ophelia? After all those racy pictures of hers, you

my best to spend some time with you, but all you do

me wonder if you still

looked down at her and warned, "Cora, you wouldn’t do such

you would come to me in the middle of anything. But now, you’re so reluctant to see me, even if I keep calling you. So

not yourself now, and I won’t argue with you. Let’s meet again when you calm down. Have a good rest. I’m

pleading nervously, "Zach, don’t go. I love you so much. If it weren’t for