Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 224

Looking at the caller ID, Zachariah was a little restless. When Cora came back from Europe, he had expectations of her, but now he faintly rejected her.

He let the phone ring, and Ophelia said mockingly on the other side of the sofa, "Your little lover is calling you again, I think you should go to the hospital now. If she cries, you have to do your best to comfort her."

Zachariah hung up the phone directly and calmly ate the noodles.

Ophelia was stunned for a moment, but soon felt sweet.

She wanted to cast aside her being dependent on Zachariah, but she still couldn't help feeling happy that Zachariah had hung up the phone decisively.

Ophelia said, "Does the noodle taste good?"

Zachariah nodded and said, "Your cooking has improved a lot."

Ophelia cleared the table and drove away Zachariah again, "Aren't you going to the hospital? Hurry up, or I'm afraid that Miss Fletcher will have to come here personally."

Zachariah looked at her and whispered, "Do you want me to leave?"

Ophelia just cleared the dishes and chopsticks, without looking at him, "I'm going to wash the dishes. If you want to leave, just leave, remember to close the door on your way out."

Zachariah just looked at her.

Ophelia went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. When she came out and didn't see Zachariah, she was a bit disappointed, but she quickly picked herself up.

As soon as she wiped her hands, her phone rang. She picked it up and found that it was Madeleine.

"Hi, Madeleine."

"Ophelia, Zachariah didn't do anything to you, right?"

"No, I'm his wife, he won’t hit me."

Madeleine snorted disdainfully on the phone, and said, "I think he is really capable of doing such a shameless thing. It’s good that you are safe. I'm really afraid that he loses his mind and will actually hit you. You are now pregnant; I’ll be damned if I didn’t stop him from hurting you and the baby."

Ophelia laughed involuntarily.

She sat on the sofa and said, "I know you have boundless imagination, but can you be more realistic?"

Madeleine made some more jokes before asking seriously, "My dear, you didn't quarrel with him, right?"

"No, we have nothing to quarrel about."