Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 200

Ophelia rolled her eyes at him.

It took Ophelia about half an hour to finally get the dishes down.

Zachariah immediately approached her when she just stepped out of the kitchen, “Are you done?”

Ophelia glanced at him, “How blessed are you, President Zachariah. I not only cooked for you but also did the dishes. Why can’t you be more considerate?”

Zachariah massaged her shoulders and said, “Well, you are the only women who has ever enjoyed my massage.”

Ophelia closed her eyes and relished this moment.

After finishing squeezing Ophelia’s shoulders, Zachariah directly held her up, “Well, it’s your turn to do something naughty to me.”

Ophelia screamed in surprise and wrapped his neck subconsciously.

Zachariah hugged Ophelia upstairs and laid her gently on the bed.

Then he just pressed against her sweetly, “I won’t let you get away with this easily tonight.”

Ophelia beamed and whispered sexily, “Honey, I’m waiting for you.”

When Zachariah just kissed Ophelia on the lips, his phone suddenly started ringing and spoiled the moment.

Zachariah frowned and chose to ignore it. He then continued the kiss that he had been craving all night, but the phone buzzed obnoxiously.

Ophelia nudged his chest and said, “Honey, you phone is ringing. Why don’t you pick it up first, or we wouldn’t be able to fall asleep.”

Zachariah checked his phone furiously and frowned when he saw the caller ID. From the bottom of his heart, he didn’t want to answer it.

Looking at Zachariah’s expression, the mists in Ophelia’s eyes slowly faded away.

She then covered her body with the quilt and said, “President Zachariah, is it Miss. Fletcher?”

Zachariah just glanced at her, “I have a phone call to take.” Then he just left the room with the phone.

Ophelia’s heart twitched painfully watching Zachariah’s back.

When she thought that she can be more close with Zachariah, Cora would just stand between them like a haunting ghost. No matter how addictive was Zachariah to her body, Cora’s one phone call could just disperse all the vibe.

Ophelia suddenly felt like that she was just a clown. Though she can please Zachariah’s body, she can’t enter his heart.

How sad was she? Just when she thought that her relationship with Zachariah had grown more intimate, Cora would show up and remind her that she was just a sub. Zachariah might be able to provide her a wonderful material life, he wouldn’t love her back equally.

Well, she knew that she was being greedy, but she had to be this way for the baby in her stomach.

Zachariah didn’t finish the call about half an hour later and when he went back to the living room, Ophelia had dozed off.

Zachariah walked to the bedside and stared at her sleeping face. Then he pecked her on the face and said, “Are you asleep?”

Ophelia didn’t respond.

Zachariah then changed into pajama and went to the bed. Hugging Ophelia gently, Zachariah rested her head on her belly and talked to the baby lowly, “Baby, I’m your daddy here. Your mommy had fallen asleep, so don’t you be naughty and kick your mommy’s stomach, or I will for sure spank you when you are born.”

It was like that the baby was talking to him and just kicked Ophelia’s belly.

Zachariah was taken aback and started beaming, “You naught baby.”

Zachariah then talked to Ophelia’s belly for a few minutes more and looked weirdly cute.

“Baby, daddy is going to go to sleep and I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Please be a good baby and don’t disturb mommy.”

Ophelia’s belly was kicked a few times more and it was like that that baby was saying, ‘Daddy, go to sleep, I’ll behave and won’t wake mommy up.”

Zachariah was grinning the whole way. He then hugged Ophelia’s waist and said loely, “You silly, oy was Cora’s call, but I didn’t choose to go to see her. we finally got closer and wouldn’t want she to destroy our relationship. Thought I don’t know how long can we keep this sweetness, we can both treasure it as special memories.”

Then he slowly dozed off.

Ophelia waited till Zachariah was breathing steadily and opened her eyes. She slowly put Zachariah’s arms that were holding her aside and turned around slightly. She then scanned Zachariah’s sleeping face against the faint light of the bedside lamp and got emotional.

‘Zachariah, I know that I can’t rely on you. I thought that you were treating as your real wife, but you are just trying to creating some nice memories. Zachariah, if you don’t really love me, I would rather to not have this memory. At the very least, I won’t be that devastated when I leave.’

Ophelia then stroked Zachariah’s cheek and said, “Zachariah, I’m not as tough as you might have imagined. I don’t need much. All I want is a normal home with a husband who loves me dearly and a baby who symbolizes our love. I wouldn’t marry you if it were not for the debt. At the very least, I would marry someone at my best and not in my worst. Zachariah, tell me, are we destined to just be a love-crossed couple?”

But all she got was Zachariah’s stable breathing.