Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

“That was Maddy,” answered Ophelia. But before she could put down her phone, Zachariah grabbed hold of it and pulled up the call history. Sure enough, Madeleine was at the top of the list.

Zachariah opened the message app to find the most recent message sent to her by Madeleine. His expressions souring, he shot Ophelia an insinuating look. “You’re still in contact with that Tassach guy?”

“Yes,” answered Ophelia, “Tassach and I are still friends, even though we didn’t make it as a couple, so I’d be lying if I said we didn’t talk to each other at all.”

“Block his number,” Zachariah demanded with a displeased look on his face, “and never see him again.”

“My good sir,” said Ophelia, “that would be rather dictatorial of you, wouldn’t it?”

“You’re mine and mine alone. Hence, I demand that you stop associating with any man at all,” replied Zachariah.

“You’re that insecure?”

Zachariah shot her a look.

And that made Ophelia laugh out loud. She walked towards him and looped her arms around his neck. “My dear Mr. Chambers,” said Ophelia, “with your amazing achievements and these good looks, I am the one that should be worried. I don’t think I will ever cheat on you, as long as you still want me around.”

Placing a hand on her hips, Zachariah pulled her in and pressed their bodies together. He stared at her and spoke with a steady voice. “Remember that you’re mine. Without my permission, you shan’t have any contact with any man – or else.”

lord, are you jealous, Mr. Chambers? Because if you’ll admit it, I

a saucy

whether he meant it as a compliment. Instead, she asked, “Does that mean, dear sir, that

wasn’t sure, because to say that he didn’t

after I’ve been a good wife and mother for almost

thoughts run amok. What you need to

maybe his caring and tender ways were temporary and only for the sake of the unborn child. He

that my only wish was for you to tell me that you loved me, would you

what they say – that pregnant women have ‘a bee in their bonnets,’ since it’s been all

still smiling, but the light in her

caught that, as he reached for her cheeks and

comfortable life, and you’re being extra nice to

spoke with a lower voice. “I’m not sure I can quite believe you there, because you’re pouting, like,

not as petty

mumbled

that, Ophelia’s pupils dilated, and her eyes turned red. With a slightly hoarse

right? Well then, you ought to be in bed, since it’s already