Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 64

Cora pulled Zachariah over to her, made him sit down and placed the glass of wine that she had prepared long ago in front of him. "Zach, have a taste of this and see whether you like it."

Zachariah lifted the glass and shook it gracefully. When air came in full contact with the wine, he took a sip slowly and savored it, commenting, "Great wine, and it tastes mellow."

Cora smiled, "Zach, since you like it, drink some more."

Time passed by slowly as the two were talking, and their glasses got refilled again and again. Zachariah, who drank like a fish, also felt a little dizzy. He wanted to get up but fell back down on the chair.

Cora trotted towards him and asked with concern, "Zach, are you drunk? Let me help you to the bed so that you can have a rest."

Zachariah wanted to wave his hand, but he was too weak to do it. He let Cora help him to the bed. Cora reached out and wanted to undress him, but he just grabbed her hands. She said in a gentle voice, "Zach, you’re drunk. I want to take off your clothes so that you can feel more comfortable."

Zachariah just stared at her with drunken and bleary eyes.

Cora gave a faint smile and said, "Zach, I’ll make you more comfortable in a while. After tonight, I’ll be your woman for real."

Cora raised her hand to caress Zachariah’s cheeks. "Zach, don’t blame me for playing tricks. I’m just afraid that you’ll leave me. You say you love me, but never touch me. I don’t want that bitch Ophelia to take you away from me, so I could only beat her to the draw. When everything is done, you can no longer get away from me."

Zachariah kept watching Cora with bleary eyes, but suddenly called, "Ophelia."

As if she was struck by lightning, Cora froze in an instant.

"Zach, you say you don’t love her, but even if you’re drunk and drugged by me, you’re still calling her name." Cora tore at Zachariah’s clothes crazily and snapped, "Zach, I wanted to drug you, but I didn’t want anything to happen to you, so I didn’t do that. But how dare you call some other woman’s name? You’re stabbing a knife into my heart!"

Zachariah was still mumbling, "Ophelia, get back. Let’s go to bed." He wanted to get up and throw himself over Cora as he spoke, but he had no strength to do that.

Zachariah asked in confusion, "Ophelia, what happened to me?"