Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Staring at him, who looked domesticated with an apron wrapped around his waist, Ophelia couldn’t help smiling again, feeling extraordinarily blessed.

It was her first time in her life that there was a gentleman willing to cook for her. It was commonly acknowledged that a man focused on cooking would be deadly charming. And now she was totally enchanted by such a different side of Zachariah.

From her perspective, he had always remained cold and aloof before that. But now he was no more tough-looking. Instead, he looked much more tender and captivating while dealing with the food, which got her addicted even more.

She couldn’t believe that such a gentleman with great excellency was exactly her husband. She couldn’t help wondering if she did something great so that the God arranged her encounter with Zachariah as return. Though the beginning of their story was tough, she still drowned in sweetness by now.

She would like to indulge herself in this sweet dream as long as he dropped the proposal of divorce. She would like to convince herself that he still loved him even at the risk of a sudden broken-dream.

She hugged him from behind, saying just like a girl being considerately cared, “Mr. Chambers, I am so fulfilled now! I hope it could last a bit longer.”

Zachariah, who was stilling washing vegetables, suddenly came for a pause. Then he smiled, “You are fulfilled just because I cook for you? You are so easily satisfied, huh?”

Ophelia nodded from behind and replied, “I feel like being at home.”

could only be conquered with luxuries like diamond ring or expensive necklace. I have never expected that a simply dinner actually functions in the

slightly nudged his back as a kind of naughty

help chuckling. His deep

was also in

she was watching while standing beside. For

she who served all kinds of dishes while waiting for his return with eagerness. However, he would either come back late or show a poor appetite. She only ended up watching the steaming dishes turn into cold meals bit by bit. And it was the same to her heart—though heated with passion while waiting, it still inevitably cooled down

by himself. She deemed herself the happiest one in the world no matter how

dreaming of was simply. She asked for nothing else but a warm home, a caring husband, a lovely sensible kid, a family in harmony and a peaceful

are doing now. For real! Even if I were just dreaming, I

like to cook whenever I am free from work. I am your husband. Cooking for you is not a dream for

happiness. Tears were about to surge up in

Zachariah to feel how much she was longing for a family in a short period

be, he still offered her

“Mr. Chambers, I truly enjoy this moment. And I