Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

“I’m okay, Mr. Kenelm,” said Ophelia as she shook her head, “I was just in a tense and worried state throughout the drive over, so I suppose that’s why I don’t look good.”

Mr. Kenelm quite liked this young wife of Zachariah, who was like a nephew to him. Though lacking in a prominent family background, Ophelia more than made up for it by being sensible, graceful, and well-mannered. She had an elegant air about her, which made her every move supremely charming and pleasant. From a male perspective, women like her were very much “wife-material,” and any man sophisticated enough would be able to rid himself of the prejudicial assumption that she was a loose woman simply because of her looks.

“A pregnant woman like you should value her health above anything else. You being tense all the time will be bad for the health of the fetus, so you must watch out for yourself, okay?” Mr. Kenelm walked her into the hospital as he exhorted.

“Yes, Mr. Kenelm, I’ll take your advice to heart,” answered Ophelia meekly.

“Why don’t you catch some rest in my office?”

“That wouldn’t be necessary,” said Ophelia as she shook her head. “I’ll be fine after sitting down for a while. Please don’t feel compelled to stay with me, Mr. Kenelm, if you’re busy as the president of the hospital. I feel bad enough for bothering you with a phone call earlier.”

“You’re like a niece-in law to me, so don’t feel like you’re bothering me in any way. Feel free to call me in the middle of the night, and I will wake up every doctor in this hospital for you, because should anything happen to you, Helena will have my hide for sure,” joked Kenelm.

Ophelia grinned. “Anyway, thank you very much, Mr. Kenelm. Please feel free to return to work if you’re busy. I’ll quite alright waiting here outside the operating room. And Zach is coming too in a while.”

then. Call me if you need anything,” replied Kenelm

bench outside the operating room for about ten

Zachariah as he

felt weird to see him in a clearly worried state. Nevertheless, she replied, “She’s in

would she call you? And

of emotions, a

only to hear her frailly asking me to come over. I sensed something wrong, I went over, and when I got a couple of security guys to open the door to her apartment, I saw her lying in a pool of blood. So I asked those guys to help me transport her to the hospital, and called Mr. Kenelm on the way. Now, this is the

He lifted his fingers to gently

with that accusatory tone you just used, clearly you were

two should be in the same place at the same time – that’s the

their backs, but Miss Fletcher has asked to see me half a dozen times.

looked deep in thoughts, his

about this no longer. It’s not like you’re