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.

behind Ophelia and

go take another elevator. Standing here will smoke

shoulder. Perhaps the image of Zachariah holding Cora in his

gloomy. He

me,” Cora said

burning eyes wanted to burn her. As for Ophelia, she

at Tassach, “Tassach, let’s go upstairs. I don’t think

if he knew that

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

Cora, quickly stepped forward, and grabbed Ophelia’s shoulder. With a slight force, Ophelia

of another woman being held in his arms, Ophelia suddenly felt particularly sick. The physical discomfort made her

hugged her tighter, and

go. Ophelia is still pregnant. If you hurt her and the child, I will never let

sense, and his arms around Ophelia

down and said in a voice that was neither hostile nor friendly, “Mr. Chambers, can you let me go first? It’s not good