Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Ophelia felt the pain in her heart, as if it was being cut open with a knife, and she could even feel the blood dripping off.
She took a deep breath to suppress her bitterness, then opened her eyes, looked at Zachariah with a smile, and said, “Mr.
Chambers, why are you so afraid of me falling in love with you?”
Zachariah lifted the sheet off his body and got off the bed, exposing his naked strong body.
He meticulously picked up his clothes and put them on, condescendingly looking at Ophelia, who was still lying on the bed,
“Ophelia, I am out of your league. Put away your so-called love, or I will consider ending our marriage earlier.”
Ophelia got off the bed as well, and walked towards Zachariah, stretching out to wrap around his strong waist.
“Mr. Chambers, don't you think you are too heartless? Anyway, I am still your nominal wife. You won’t lose anything if you say
something nice to me, will you?” Ophelia said in a sobbing tone.
Buttoning his shirt, Zachariah froze for a while, as he suddenly realized that Ophelia, who was always invulnerable, had cried.
Zachariah had mixed feelings. He lifted her chin, only to see her big smile, and there was no trace of sadness on her face.
Zachariah pinched her chin and said, “As long as you behave yourself and stop your fantasy, you can hold the title of Mrs.
Chambers for a longer period of time. As for the money, I will make sure you get what you deserve.”
Ophelia leaned over, taking a bite on his chin lightly, and said in a sweet tone, “Don't worry, Mr. Chambers, I am unworthy to
seek any connection with you. I was just joking.”
“It's good for you to know your position.” Zachariah said.
He liked Ophelia’s enduring personality. Four years ago, he chose to marry her based on two considerations: firstly, she looked
like Cora; and secondly, she worshipped money. A woman who could be handled with money would not become a problem for
him in the future, and that was why he married her in the first place. In the past four years, he was quite satisfied for her abiding
attitude.
Zachariah squeezed her chin, and said, “Just behave yourself! I have asked the lawyer to draft the divorce agreement. You can
go directly to the law firm next week and sign the papers. As for the compensation fee, I am sure to transfer a generous amount
to you.”
Ophelia smiled sweetly, “Then I’d like to thank you in advance, Mr. Chambers.”

Upon hearing her words, Zachariah kissed her aggressively on her lips, kicking off another round of “pleasure” on the bed.
Afterward, Ophelia nestled in Zachariah's arms, and said coquettishly, “Mr. Chambers, will you carry me to the bathroom? I want
to take a shower”
Zachariah stroked her back with enjoyment, but said coldly, “I'm a little tired now. You can take the shower tomorrow morning.
Let’s go to bed now.”
A trace of disappointment flashed in Ophelia's eyes. She had known Zachariah for four years, but she was nothing but a sex tool
to him.
Zachariah couldn’t care less about what Ophelia was thinking, and quickly fell asleep.
Ophelia went into the bathroom and soaked in a hot bath to washaway her exhaustion. Then, she walked out of the bathroom
with a bath towel wrapped around her body.
Standing by the bed, Ophelia looked at Zachariah with complex emotions, and finally sighed deeply.