Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 232

Cora supported on his shoulder, raised her head, and said pitifully, “Zach, don’t ignore me. It’s not that I don’t like children. I just want our love child. The marriage between you and Ophelia has always been a difficult hurdle in my heart, so I don’t want the child of you two to be between us. He will become a thorn in our relationship and causing hurt among us.”

Zachariah gently helped her lie down, and said, “Don’t think about it. You just underwent the knife and gave birth to a baby, and your body is still weak. You should be tired after all the talking. Go to bed.”

Cora blinked her eyes and asked, “Zach, can you pass me my phone?”

Although Zachariah felt a little strange, he walked to the bed table and took the iPhone six and handed it to her.

“Zach, let’s take a selfie of you kissing me.” Cora turned on the camera function and requested.

Zachariah frowned and said, “Why do you suddenly want to take our picture?”

“I just think our intimate photos were taken a few years ago, and none were from the recent past few months. You are kind to me and take great care of me, but you rarely behave intimately with me. I just want to take a picture of you kissing me, can’t you agree to this little request?”

Cora’s heart and eyes turned red, and she said pitifully.

Zachariah couldn’t resist her plea, so he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

Cora pointed to his forehead and said, “Zach, I want you to kiss my forehead. Between lovers, kissing your forehead is more loving than kissing on the lips.”

Zachariah helplessly kissed her forehead, and then phone recorded multiple intimate photos of their forehead kisses.

“Zach, can you kiss me on the shoulder?” Cora’s requirements are getting more and more rated.

Zachariah just looked at her.

Cora curled her lips aggrieved, and said, “Zach, I just want to make us closer. Can’t you agree with me with such a small request?”

Zachariah had to go with her.

Cora took many pictures of Zachariah kissing her forehead, cheeks, and lips in a row, and she asked Zachariah to show them to her.

“Zach, I think this picture of you kissing my forehead is very beautiful, and it feels very special. Do you think the same?”

“It’s pretty good-looking.”

Zachariah wanted to take back the phone in her hand, but he didn’t expect it to be held firmly by her, and said, “Zach, I want to look at it for a while.”

Zachariah frowned and said, “It’s getting late, go to bed.”