Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 15 What’s Wrong With You?

“What’s wrong with you? Why you are in such a terrible mood?” Zachariah said with a frown.

Ophelia answered rhetorically with a smile, “Well, do I have to pretend to be happy every day?”

Zachariah walked towards her, grabbed her should and forced her to look at him in the eyes, saying, “Tell me, why are you so angry today?”

Ophelia looked at him and replied casually, “I am just tired, not angry.”

Zachariah still frowned and showed his grievance, “I can tell you are unhappy.”

Ophelia didn’t want to explain and found herself an excuse, “It’s hard to guess a woman’s feeling. You can simply regard me as be in a mood swing.”

Zachariah believed in this excuse and said, “You’re such a weird woman.”

Ophelia temporized when Zachariah continued, “Have a good rest tonight. As for our divorce settlement, I will ask my lawyer to call you and sign the papers.”

Ophelia stiffened and finally nodded. She knew she couldn’t change anything but accepted her fate.

“I still have some work to handle. You can go to sleep now. Well, if I work too late, I will sleep in the study.”

After saying that, Zachariah turned around and left the room. However, Ophelia suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

“Mr. Chambers.” Ophelia suddenly reached out her hand and stopped him.

Zachariah turned around and noticed Ophelia’s eyes in grief. He subconsciously softened his tone and asked gently, “What’s wrong?”

“Mr. Chambers, can you stay with me?” Ophelia was heart-broken, begging him.

Zachariah frowned and asked, “What’s wrong with you? You look like a totally different person today.”

Ophelia replied, “I just want you to stay with me tonight. Can you forget about the work and be with me tonight?”

Zachariah found it was hard to refuse her and asked tenderly, “Do you really want me to stay with you?”

Ophelia nodded.

“Okay.” Zachariah replied with hesitation.

“You can go to bed now. I have to take a shower first.” Zachariah grabbed his bathrobe and said.

It had been an hour since Zachariah went to the bathroom and took a relaxing shower.

When he came out, he found Ophelia was reading a book on the bed and asked, “Why are you still awake?”

Ophelia upfold the quilt for him and said, “I am waiting for you. You usually hug me when I sleep. I can hardly go sleep without you.”

Zachariah took off the bathrobe and put on the pajamas Ophelia prepared.

Ophelia took out hairdryer and petted the cushion, “Mr. Chambers, take a seat, I will help you dry your hair.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Zachariah sat down as told and Ophelia helped him dry the hair. A flicker of nostalgia passed over her eyes when she was rubbing his hair.

For the first two years in their marriage, Ophelia would help him dry the hair every time he took a shower. However, in later years, she got fewer chances to do such kind of trival matter.

It would be impossible for her to help him with it if they divorced.

Upon thinking of this, Ophelia felt acute heartache.