Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game Chapter 177 You Are My Wife

"You are my wife." Zachariah answered seriously and approached her again.

Wife?

This was a very heavy title. He said he regarded her as his wife. But judging from his behavior and
words, he only regards her as a pet. If he was happy, he would treat her well, and if he was upset, he
wouldn't care about her at all.

Ophelia wanted to believe it, but Zachariah did not treat her as his wife for so many years.

Zachariah didn't bother to tell lies, but she still couldn't believe his words.

Ophelia felt helpless.

She wanted Zachariah to speak sweet words to deceive her. But when he really said something against
his will, she felt very upset, which was worse than listening to him tell the truth.

She said, "Mr. Chambers, I didn't expect you to lie to me."

Zachariah looked at her and said, "You have been married to me for so many years. Don't you know if
I'm telling the truth?"

Ophelia's heart was beating violently.

What did he mean by this?

Did he really think of her as his wife?

Could she trust him?

But...



Suddenly, she became depressed. Even if he treated her as his wife, he had the right to change his
mind at any time. What was the point of this?

Then Ophelia said, "I believe you." But she thought, "It's just that I don't believe that our marriage can
last forever."

"From your expression, you don't seem to believe me." Zachariah still stared into her eyes at close
range, and said sharply.

Ophelia turned her head slightly to the side, avoiding his meaningful look, and said, "Do you really
know what I'm thinking?"

"You are my woman. Do you think I know?" Zachariah asked in reply.

Ophelia said back, "But I'm not the only one."

Zachariah looked at her silently.

After a few seconds, he ordered, "Turn around and look at me."

Ophelia struggled for a few seconds before turning her head and staring at him. Her beautiful and
sorrowful eyes blinked, and her long curly eyelashes quivered, seeming to contain infinite affection and
sadness.

Zachariah was fascinated.

"Mr. Chambers, what's the matter?"

Zachariah retracted his mind and pretended to cough, fearing that she would see her gaffe just now.

He rubbed her head and said, "Don't think about it. As long as we are not divorced, you are my
woman."



Ophelia looked at him in surprise.

Zachariah laughed, "You don't believe that I really treat you as my wife, right?"

Ophelia asked innocently, "Aren't you always reiterating that I'm just your pet?"

Zachariah said with affection, "You are both my little pet and my wife."

"Why?" Ophelia asked. She actually wanted to ask why he treated her up and down. His vacillating
attitude made her have the illusion that their marriage would last forever.

"What do you mean?" Zachariah felt confused.

Ophelia shook her head and said, "Mr. Chambers, I am very surprised that you regard me as your wife.
But can you guarantee that you will always belong to me?"

Zachariah hesitated and asked, "Ophelia, don't you think your request is excessive?"

Ophelia's eyes became bleak for an instant, thinking, "Have I asked too much?"

Zachariah couldn't bear it, so he patted her head, and comforted her, "Ophelia, you are a strong
person, so you shouldn't say such discouraging words."

Ophelia slapped his hand and said, "Mr. Chambers, no matter how strong I am, I will be defeated one
day."

Zachariah felt distressed.

His hand quickly clasped the back of Ophelia's head, and then kissed her domineeringly. She was a bit
reluctant at first, but soon sank into it.



When they were separated, they were panting, and Ophelia looked at Zachariah with wandering eyes.

Zachariah said in her ear, "If you look at me like this again, I will keep you from getting out of the car."

Ophelia felt a warm breath coming, and her ears were itchy.

She rolled her eyes at him, leaned back, and thought to herself, "Can you be serious? It's shameful to
use a honey-trap.

Zachariah, you were definitely a male fox in your last life. Does your family know?

Is it really good to always make the atmosphere so ambiguous?"

"Mr. Chambers, can you sit back?" Ophelia said.

Zachariah asked affectionately, "Don't you like me kissing you?"


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