Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Zachariah took another huge whiff of cigarette. When he let out the smoke, his face returned to be composed again.

He stood up and shook off the dust on his clothes. When the smell of smoke started to fade in his mouth, he turned around to get out. Then he headed to the ward of Ophelia.

Inside the ward, there were two more carers hired by him to tend Ophelia.

Seeing him walking over, both of the carers greeted with respect, “Welcome, Mr. Chambers.”

Zachariah waved his hand, “I need a private talk with her.”

“Yes, sir.”

The two carers stepped out of the ward quietly.

Ophelia blinked her eyes and smiled, “How is Miss Fletcher?”

Zachariah drew over a chair beside the bed to sit down. He reached out his hand to flip her hair covering on her face backward, “How do you feel now? Are you still tired? Did the two carers do something mean to you?”

Ophelia replied seriously while looking at him, “I am fine. What about Miss Fletcher?”

Zachariah slightly scratched her nose dotingly, “Come on, girl. You should spend more concern on yourself. You have just run away from the edge of death. Now taking rest is your priority. And stop thinking about nonsense.”

Ophelia smiled and replied caringly, “I am okay. But please don’t get yourself too exhausted if you feel bothered because of Miss Fletcher. I am fine with the care of the two carers. I hope you can take some time to rest.”

Zachariah felt like being

had always been concerned about him at any time. However, he had put her aside for almost five years just because of Cora, who once failed him regardless of his great obsession. Even he himself had no idea what made him so

felt like being stuffed with guilt. While looking at Ophelia, he could tell now his froze feelings was

she truly showed for him even from her

dotingly, “Girl, don’t you think

made

when dealing business, wherever she went, ladies would be driven jealous while guys would get crazy for

up with whoever men she encountered. However, this lady still showed great concern with him at any time even under the pressure of being misjudged. She cared about him and worried herself when thinking that he might get himself tired. She could

the more he knew about it, the more guilty he started

don’t think so but you

You were so stupid that you even chose to spare

so, I could be less guilty…’ he

her for nearly

Now as he recalled what he had done to her before, he

Mr. Chambers, do I need to do something for the matter of Miss

to do nothing but to rest. Let me

Ophelia was

she had been staying awake for so long, she now felt really sleepy. Her

sleeping. No one could tell what was in