Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 98

“Ophelia, don’t worry. You are with the first grandson of the Chambers family, and the baby won’t leave his mother.” Mrs. Chambers’ words soothed Ophelia.

Ophelia came back to herself, then shook head with a smile, “Mom, I am fine. Don’t worry about me. How is the driver who hit me?”

“He was arrested. He broke the traffic regulations and ran the red light. I will make him in prison.”

Ophelia said, “Mom, I also should be half responsible for the accident. He did run the red light, but there would be no accident if I didn’t answer a call while driving. So I hope we just leave it to the police.”

Now what Ophelia said equaled to the law to Mrs. Chambers. She smiled, “Ok, ok, I listen to you. Now what you should do is to have a good rest and stop thinking about other things.”

Ophelia nodded.

She subconsciously gave a glance at the door, disappointed.

Mrs. Chambers saw clearly her disappointment in her eyes, smiling, “Zachariah had been with you during your coma. Zachariah and your father didn’t have a meal, so I let them go back and have a dinner. Besides, I asked Mrs. Miriam to make you meat porridge, and she will come here soon with the porridge.”

Ophelia showed a thank-you smile, “Mom, thank you.”

Mrs. Miriam soon sent the porridge and some dishes here.

The porridge was for Ophelia and the dishes were for Mrs. Chambers.

“Ophelia, although the doctor said you are ok, I think you’d better take nutritious porridge first these days.” Said Mrs. Chambers, getting her a bowl of porridge.

Ophelia laughed, “I also miss the porridge cooked by Mrs. Miriam. Mom, you know me so well. I miss the porridge and you asked Mrs. Miriam to cook it for me.”

Mrs. Chambers was made happy, then took a spoon of porridge to her lips, “Ophelia, take it.”

Ophelia obediently opened mouth and took the porridge.

After the first bowl of porridge was eaten up, Mrs. Miriam got her another one. “Young Mister, you are pregnant now and you should eat more. You need more nutrition.”

Ophelia wanted to pick up the bowl, but was poached by Mrs. Chambers, “Let me!”

Ophelia took two bowls of porridge, smiling, “Mom, the porridge is very yummy, but I am so full now. I cannot eat any more.”

Mrs. Chambers put down the bowl, “I am too happy to feed you too much. Ok, let’s stop eating. But I really get so much joy while thinking I will have a grandson who I have expected for four or so years.”

Ophelia’s lips curved but she felt bitter inside. She planned to keep the Chambers family blind to her pregnancy. However, the car accident ruined her plan, which made her a little anxious.

After a chat with Mrs. Chambers for a while, Ophelia felt so difficult to keep eyes open. Seeing so, Mrs. Chambers laughed, “Sleepy?”

Ophelia nodded.

Mrs. Chambers tucked the quilt, “Have a sleep, and I stay here looking at you.”

Ophelia closed eyes, thinking. She thought she will hardly fall asleep, but she did soon.

When she woke up, Zachariah was sitting beside the bed. She subconsciously said, “President Zachariah, you here!”

Zachariah stared at Ophelia, not moving. Then he asked, “Are you better now?”

Ophelia looked at him into his eyes, “President Zachariah, are you disappointed that I and my baby are not killed by the car accident?”

Zachariah tucked the quilt for her, “Don’t think about that. Now that you are pregnant, you can give birth to the baby. But I hope you can offer to tell me about your pregnancy next time. It’s not a good experience to know from others that my wife is pregnant.”

Ophelia put odd looks on him, feeling more complicated, “You wouldn’t like me to abort the baby?”

Zachariah said, “Stop thinking this way. Now we have a baby, and we will keep the baby. No matter how we will end up, I promise you an assured life.”

Ophelia felt bitter, she then closed eyes, “President Zachariah, I have only one condition. If we one day have to get a divorce, I hope I can have the baby with me. And I don’t want the property.”

“No way! My son has to grow up in the Chambers family.” Zachariah directly refused.

Ophelia pulled the quilt, grunting, “President Zachariah, will we have a divorce in the future?”

Zachariah looked with complicated feelings in his eyes at Ophelia under the quilt. Suddenly, he cannot speck out his original words, so he said, “You are a pregnant woman now, and the doctor said you have to take a good rest. What you need to do is nourishing the fetus.”

Ophelia nodded under the quilt.

Zachariah wanted to push the quilt off, but failed. “Are you going to have a talk like this?”

Ophelia’s head came out of the quilt, “President Zachariah, anything else?”

Zachariah rubbed her head, “We haven’t had a peaceful talk for ages, now we can have a free chat.”

Ophelia blinked eyes, “President Zachariah, you got this kind of fun?”

Zachariah smiled, “I heard sarcasm from your words! You don’t feel like chatting with me?”

Ophelia shook head.

“You are pregnant, and let’s get along well for the following months, ok?” Said Zachariah.

“As long as you don’t mess up with me, I think we will get along very well.” Ophelia showed a beautiful smile.