Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 198

“Stop talking nonsense! I’m getting mad!” Ophelia shouted angrily.

To Zachariah, he just felt like that this side of Ophelia was pretty cute and the more he was with her, the less he wanted to let go of this woman who just loved money to him.

Ophelia then drove Zachariah home, “President Zachariah, do you want to shower first?”

Zachariah went to the dining table and was deeply touched when he saw a table of dishes.

“You made all of this yourself?”

“Mrs. Miriam helped me, but I made this stewed chicken with mushrooms myself. It tasted actually pretty good. But they are cold now. You can have your shower first and I will reheat them.” Ophelia said.

Maybe it was because that the vibe was pretty stimulating, Zachariah suddenly can’t help wrapping his arms around Ophelia’s back and bit her on the earlobe. “How virtuous are you.”

Ophelia’s earlobe instantly got red.

“Your hand is injured. Don’t be so naughty.” Ophelia got shy and judged him.

Zachariah smiled lightly and teased, “I just wanted to hug you. What are you thinking?”

Ophelia glanced at him bashfully.

“Go get your shower. I’ll make the dinner ready.”

Zachariah pecked her on the cheek and headed upstairs.

Ophelia had already served the dishes when he got down. Seeing that he was downstairs, Ophelia immediately came forward and scanned her. She then took a sigh of relief when she noticed that the bandages didn’t get wet and then said, “President Zachariah, I thought that you would soak you bandages like a baby.”

Zachariah stroked her nose bridge and said, “Don’t you believe your husband?”

Ophelia frowned and said cutely, “President Zachariah, my nose might drop down if you stroke it again. You might end up having a monster wife.”

“No one would want you if you become a piggy and I would be the only one who want you, so you must shine up to me or I would also abandon you.”

Ophelia rolled her eyes at him, “You are the piggy.”

“You would be a sow then.”

Hearing Zachariah’s words, Ophelia nearly spewed her food out. ‘Is Zachariah cracking jokes with me? How unusual.’ Ophelia thought inside.

But was it really appropriate to describe a beauty like her a sow?

Ophelia then patted on his injured hand again for revenge which made Zachariah scream in pain.

Ophelia beamed satisfactorily, “President Zachariah, don’t mess with us women. We are quite petty.”

Zachariah was quite amused.