Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

When Ophelia was thinking about it, her cell phone rang and it was a call from Zachariah.
She raised her eyebrows suspiciously, for they had just separated for less than ten minutes. However, she still answered the
phone, and Zachariah said in a domineering tone, “I have hired the best lawyer for the car accident case. After catching the
perpetrator, I will sue him and make him bankrupt.”
“No...” Before she finished speaking, he had already hung up the phone.
Ophelia smiled bitterly and thought to herself, “This is really Zachariah's style. He has always acted according to his own
emotions, including his marriage and divorce. It seems that in this transaction, I have no right to speak at all.”
How did she fall in love with such a domineering and peremptory man?
But it was too late to think about it now.
Trying to calm herself down, Ophelia pushed open the door and entered the ward.
Madeleine was hit by a car and had stayed in the hospital for a month. The oxygen mask had been removed, and she could eat
some easy-to-digest meat.
Ophelia asked her maid, Mrs. Miriam, to prepare a nutritious meal and bring it to the hospital.
Mrs. Miriam walked into the ward with the food and smiled cordially, “Miss Lowe, I brought you something to eat. How are you
feeling today?”
Madeleine deliberately raised her thin arm and said, “Mrs. Miriam, because of your superb cooking skills, I am very strong now.”
Mrs. Miriam liked Madeleine very much, and was amused by her words.
“You really love to joke me. This month you have eaten a lot of food I cooked for you, but I haven't seen you gain any weight. I
think maybe you have the same physique as Madam, as she is not easy to put on weight as well.”
Madeleine grinned and sat cross-legged on the bed and asked, “What kind of food did you prepare today?”
“Beef broth with black truffle, and two side dishes.”

Madeleine laughed exaggeratedly and said, “I am thinking about this soup for a long time. You are so kind, and know me so well.
I may have gained several kilos by the time I am discharged from the hospital. Others people lose weight in the hospital, and I
am the only one to gain weight.”
“You are too skinny now, just like Madam. Senior people like me like plump girls, who look blessed.” Mrs. Miriam passed her a
bowl of soup and said.
“Mrs. Miriam, the current aesthetic is skinny beauty. All girls hope that they are completely free of fat, but I still like chubby girls.
It's a pity that I am born this way and can hardly gain weight no matter how much I eat.”
Mrs. Miriam expressed her disagreement, “You young girls just follow the trend to lose weight, and become skinny. A gust of
wind can blow you away.”
Madeleine couldn't help but smile, and gave her a thumbs-up, “You are definitely right.”
Mrs. Miriam liked Madeleine even more.
Madeleine was enjoying the beef broth with a happy face, “Mrs. Miriam, you have turned me into a picky eater. After eating the
food you cooked, I think my previous food was just too bad. By the time I am discharged from the hospital and can no longer eat
food cooked by you, what should I do?”
Mrs. Miriam said with distress, “You can always come to Madam's house and I will cook for you.”
“No need. That is private estate of Mr. Chambers, so I shouldn't be welcome there.”
Mrs. Miriam knew about Zachariah's character, and didn't say anything about it, but smiled, “If you like the dishes I cook, I can
make some and let Madam take to you.”
Madeleine smiled and said, “You are so nice to me.”
In fact, Madeleine’s cooking skill was not unpalatable, even comparable to chefs in five-star restaurants. But she liked to be
taken cared for, as she was a freelance writer.
Although she had made a decent income, she was a curtilage female and had almost no friends except her editors.
As soon as Madeleine finished eating, Ophelia walked in and said, “You have already started eating?”

Madeleine replied with a smile, “You are late. Mrs. Miriam's cooking skills are getting better and better, and I am addicted to her
dishes. I'm worried that I won't be able to eat them after being discharged from the hospital.”
Ophelia was amused by her confession, and said, “I can lend you Mrs. Miriam, but her salary is not low. I'm afraid you probably
can't afford it.”
Madeleine glanced at her and asked, “Do you look down upon me? I am a best-selling author and can easily sell hundreds of
thousands of copies. I can definitely afford a nanny. Mrs. Miriam, your Madam has sold you to me. You can make an offer, and I
can be a female landlord to buy you back and serve me.”
Mrs. Miriam graciously looked at them bickering. When they stopped, she said with a smile, “Madam, keep chatting with Miss
Lowe. I will go back now.”
“Take your time, Mrs. Miriam. You don't have to prepare her food this afternoon.” Ophelia said.
Mrs. Miriam laughed, “It's nothing wrong about the discussion between you two. Why don't you stop me from bringing a meal for
Miss Lowe?”
Ophelia replied, “Don't get me wrong. I will go through the discharge procedures for her in the afternoon.”
“So fast?”
Ophelia nodded, “I just asked the doctor. The doctor said that she is basically recovered, and just needs to recuperate at
home.”