Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game Chapter 283 Crying

Ophelia sighed, briefly explained Tassach’s journey to find her, and whispered, “After returning to the
hospital, he passed out. He is still in the operating room. I actually feel very guilty. Five years ago, I
broke off all contact with him because of a small misunderstanding. Five years later, if I hadn’t
contacted him, maybe so many things wouldn’t have happened.”

Zachariah frowned, obviously not liking the way his women cared about other men.

“Do you still like him?” Zachariah questioned with a hint of jealousy.

Ophelia went momentarily speechless and the sadness that had finally risen before disappeared in an
instant.

“If I liked him, I wouldn’t talk about my relationship with him so magnanimously.” Ophelia frankly
responded.

She and Tassach are innocent hence she was not afraid of being misunderstood.

Zachariah hugged her in his arms and admitted his narrow-mindedness for the first time. He said, “My
wife, men are very narrow-minded. I don’t like seeing you get close to him. Every time I see you with
him, I feel faintly uncomfortable here.” Zachariah said as he pointed to his heart.

Ophelia was surprised. This was the first time Zachariah told her that he was jealous. Does this mean
that she actually weighed in his heart?

Ophelia’s heart warmed, her eyes became puffy, she almost cried.

She lowered her head and concealed her true thoughts.

Zachariah raised her chin, saw that her eyes were red, and hurriedly said, “What’s the matter? Why are
you crying?”



Ophelia shook her head and hurriedly said, “Maybe because of being pregnant, the lacrimal glands
have become a lot more sensitive, it’s been easier to be emotional. President Zachariah, I’m sure you
wouldn’t laugh at your wife for being a crybaby, right?”

Zachariah’s heart became softened. The more he got along with her, the more he discovered how cute
that the woman in front of him was. Abandoning her glamorous vixen-like appearance, she was just a
little woman who longed for love.

Zachariah hugged her in his arms, his heart was indescribably soft, “A stupid woman will be cranky.”

Leaning in his arms, Ophelia’s lips curled up, she looked like she was in a very good mood, and
whispered, “I really want time to stop here.”

Zachariah didn’t hear her whispering, and said, “What are you talking about?”

Ophelia shook her head and said, “How is Miss Fletchers now?”

“She hasn’t woken up yet.”

Ophelia bit her lip. In such a beautiful atmosphere, she didn’t want to ask those nauseating words of
concern, so she chose to be an ostrich again.

It’s just that good times always pass quickly. Both their phones rang at the same time. The two looked
at each other. Finally, Ophelia gave a wry smile and said, “President Zachariah, it seems that some
people don’t like us being together very much.”

Zachariah took out his phone and saw that it was from Mrs. Fletcher, while Ophelia’s call was from
Madeleine.

Ophelia sighed, picked up the phone, and immediately heard Madeleine’s voice with a cannon, “My
dear, where are you now? Are you okay?”



Ophelia said, “Madeleine, I’m fine. I’m talking to Zachariah. I’ll go down when I’m done.”

Madeleine breathed a sigh of relief over there.

“That old woman didn’t deliberately embarrass you, did she?”

“Just me and Zachariah.”

Although Madeleine is a little dissatisfied with Zachariah, she still hoped that Ophelia can have a happy
marriage. After all, Ophelia has a soft spot for Zachariah. The two of them will soon have their child.
For various reasons, she still hopes that Ophelia and Zachariah would get along happily.

It is better to tear down ten temples than to break apart a marriage.

Madeleine wrote novels and had her own set of opinions on feelings and marriage. She hasn’t
experienced many relationships, but she also knew the notion of persuasion for reconciliation than
separation. Therefore, despite her dissatisfaction with Zachariah, she still doesn’t want her best friend
to embark on the road of divorce, as a single parent, and having to bear the suffering caused by this
failed marriage on her own. This was the kind of suffering not every woman would be able to endure.

“Then, have a good talk with Zachariah, and don’t be temperamental when matters get serious.”
Madeleine carefully instructed like a mother of a married daughter.

Ophelia felt fuzzy in her heart and responded, “Didn’t you say that you would pick me up as soon as it
was half an hour?”

Madeleine said, “If Zachariah asks you to go over and look at him and Cora, I will definitely pick you up
without hesitation. Our dear girl would not be there to find a sense of existence among them.”



Ophelia knew that Madeleine was doing that for her good, it wasn’t false to admit that she would not be
able to tolerate it. It was her greatest joy to have made friends with someone who knew her so well and
always had her best interest at heart.

Madeleine continued talking on the other side of the phone, “Have a good talk with Zachariah, and I
won’t bother you two.”

“OK.”

When Madeleine hung up the phone, Ophelia looked at Zachariah, who had also returned from his call,
and asked, “Was that Mrs. Fletcher?”

Ophelia didn’t need to guess. She knew that it would either be Mrs. Fletcher or Cora’s call.

Zachariah kept his smile away and displayed indifferent eyes.

Ophelia was a little worried and asked, “What’s wrong?”


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