Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 17 Another Woman Pregnant

When Ophelia had just finished cooking the dish and brought it out, Zachariah walked downstairs after washing up.

Ophelia smiled at him and said, “Mr. Chambers, you are coming down just on time. Breakfast is ready. Please.”

Zachariah sat down with obvious emotions flashing in his eyes.

Ophelia put the bowl of porridge in front of Zachariah like a housewife who loved her husband deeply. Zachariah also cooperated with her, gulping a mouthful of porridge and a bite of the poached egg.

It was his favorite breakfast combination. Others thought that he preferred western food. In fact, he preferred pure Eastern food, but sometimes he had to choose western food for a date with his female partner.

After Zachariah finished a bowl of porridge, Ophelia refilled the bowl for him. Zachariah took a sip before glancing at her, and said, “I have asked the lawyer to redraft the divorce agreement. Go to the law firm to sign it when the lawyer informs you. At that time, I’ll transfer enough money to your account.” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Ophelia’s hand holding a spoon froze. Then she lost her appetite.

She lowered her head and said in a humming voice, “I see.”

Looking at her obvious change, Zachariah became serious instantly, “What is wrong? You don’t want to get a divorce?”

Tightening her grip on the spoon, Ophelia raised her head with a charming and indifferent smile on her face, “Mr. Chambers, you must be joking. I just thought that time passed so quickly.”

Ophelia smiled sarcastically and did not want to indulge herself in daydreaming. She had already lost in the game and did not want to sacrifice her pride.

“Mr. Chambers, I wish you a happy life with Mr. Fletcher. You are a harmonious union. May you have a baby soon and live a better life with your wife and kid.”

Ophelia took a bite of poached eggs, and smiled more merrily, “Don't send me a wedding invitation, Mr. Chambers. As your ex-wife, I should not attend your wedding. Besides, Mr. Fletcher has not returned yet. Mr. Chambers, you’d better find out what she has done abroad. After all, you haven't seen her for four years, and four years can really change a person.”

Zachariah put down his chopsticks and said, “I'm full. I’ll go to work first. I won't come back for dinner tonight. You can enjoy the dinner by yourself.”

Disappointment flashed in Ophelia's eyes.

Ophelia hid the loss in her eyes, stood up, and helped him put on the suit. She sent him to the door and said, “Mr. Chambers, goodbye. “

Zachariah just glanced at Ophelia and left without looking back.

After he left, Ophelia gradually stopped smiling. She leaned against the wall as if she had been drained of all her strength, and tears in her eyes slipped off uncontrollably.

She cried for a while and cleaned up the dinner plates on the table as if nothing had happened. She went upstairs to the bedroom to do her makeup carefully. She threw a kiss to herself in the mirror and murmured, “Perfect.”

Ophelia would never show her awkwardness to others even if she was bitter in her heart. She would dress herself up decently and become the most glamorous lady in the crowd.

She put on high-heeled shoes and carried her newly purchased handbag. She was about to go out when the phone in her bag rang suddenly. She took it out and found that it was a strange phone number.

“Hello.”

A very tender but charming voice came from the mobile phone, “Hello, is that Ophelia? I am pregnant with Zachariah's child...”

Ophelia curled her lips and said, “You should tell Mr. Chambers. If you don't know his phone number, I will send it to you later.”

The woman said, “I think you misunderstood. I don't want this child, but I am unwilling to leave empty handed, either. I hope you can meet me.”

Ophelia smile coldly and realized that the woman was blackmailing her. Anyway, she was in a bad mood now, so she decided to meet the woman pregnant with Zachariah’s baby.

Zachariah was really a playboy. He insisted that he loved Cora, but there were all kinds of rumors about him and various female celebrities or supermodels. Instead, she, as his nominal wife, had to clear up the mess he left behind from time to time.

His love affairs were really a mess.