Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Ophelia walked over to the wardrobe and started carefully picking out her outfit. Even with a baby bump which slightly – well, no, completely was more like it – ruined her figure, she didn’t want to lose to Cora.

Ophelia’s beauty was such that it would get you wondering whether she was a promiscuous type. As such, pure- and innocent-looking Cora was at an advantage, if they were to vie for people’s sympathy. Still, though, Ophelia didn’t want to lose.

In fact, the result of a cat fight depended on whose side that the dog – i.e., the man – eventually decided to take.

Ophelia arrived at the café five minutes early, so she ordered a cup of Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee, which she sipped as she waited. But when the agreed-upon meeting time arrived, Cora was still nowhere to be found. When Ophelia finished her coffee, she fished out her phone to find that half an hour had passed.

Ophelia dialed a number. When it connected, she said, “Are you here? Time is nothing of value to you, but priceless to me. You have ten more minutes to get here, because otherwise I’m leaving.”

Cora’s voice that came from the other end of the line, however, was very weak. “Ophelia, I’m feeling severe pains in and around my belly. Do you think I’m losing the baby? Can you come over?”

Immediately panicked, Ophelia asked, “Where are you right now? Let me know and I’m coming right over.”

Cora told her the address over the phone, and Ophelia, though surprised at the fact that Cora’s residence was quite close to Zachariah’s apartment building, had no time for jealousy in the face of life and death.

hurried out of the café. When she got into the car, she felt

her place to check on her. You should also come if you aren’t busy, cuz it’s…it’s your kid after all, and

sec,” said Zachariah simply, before he

the beeping noises of the phone, painful expressions flashed past Ophelia’s eyes for a brief second, but soon, she was

took the elevator to Cora’s floor. Ophelia pounded hard on the door, but no one answered, so she had to

open, Ophelia found Cora lying next to the staircase, a pool of blood stagnant near

instinctively that this was a bad sign, so she asked the concierges to call for an ambulance,

slowly, and upon seeing Ophelia, she shakily took the latter woman’s hand and pleaded, “Ophelia, please help me save my baby. I don’t want anything to

a comforting tone, “Don’t worry, we’re taking you to the hospital right

Cora continue

said, “Don’t panic,

turned her gaze to the concierges. “Gentlemen, have you called for an

who took a look at Cora and said, “this young lady must have sustained a pretty bad

If you could help me carry her, we can send her to the hospital right now. We shan’t wait for the ambulance any longer; with each minute passed, more