Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Madeleine glowered at them and said with a sneer, “Miss Fletcher, didn’t you just have a miscarriage? I heard that women with a miscarriage are physically weak and need to be well maintained. Why did you get out of bed? You are still so shamelessly lying in the arms of someone else’s husband. Aren’t you afraid of being drowned by spitting? Aha, you are such a shameless woman. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have shown affection to a man in public. But why do I feel so disgusting when I see it?”

Cora’s face changed.

Madeleine continued, “Cora, a woman’s self-esteem and self-love are important. You are so shameless. As a woman, I feel ashamed of you.”

Cora’s good-looking face was a bit hideous.

“Zach...” Cora gave a cry of grievance, and the voice made all the women present get goosebumps.

Ophelia pulled Madeleine aside and said, “Madeleine, knock it off! Here is the hospital. Let’s talk about it after we go back.”

Madeleine turned her head to look at Ophelia and clearly saw the injury flashing in her eyes. Then her anger dissipated like the air in a punctured balloon.

She took Ophelia’s hand to give her invisible strength and whispered, “Darling, don’t be afraid. I will be with you.”

Ophelia nodded slightly.

Ophelia and

go take another elevator. Standing here will smoke

holding Cora in his arms irritated Ophelia so much that she did not show rejection for Tassach’s

suddenly became very gloomy. He held on

me,” Cora

attention. Madeleine’s burning eyes wanted to burn her. As for Ophelia, she gave Zachariah

looked up at Tassach, “Tassach, let’s go upstairs. I don’t think you look particularly

her with great surprise. Even if he knew that Ophelia might use him to irritate

with great fondness, “Okay, let’s go upstairs.” This sentence was ambiguous. It seemed to mean, “Okay,

black. He let go of Cora, quickly stepped forward, and grabbed Ophelia’s shoulder. With a slight force,

another woman being held in his arms, Ophelia suddenly felt particularly sick. The physical discomfort made her struggle violently. She said angrily

her tighter, and Ophelia struggled even

and said angrily, “Zachariah, let her go. Ophelia is still pregnant. If you hurt her and

sense, and his arms around

in a voice that was neither hostile nor friendly, “Mr. Chambers, can you let me go first? It’s not good to be seen cuddling in public. I am not as cheeky as you and