Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 435 The most Beautiful Sweet Talk

Zachariah thought for a moment and added, "Now that you know why I’d been missing for two weeks, let me explain for my parents. They didn’t come because my mom had a relapse, and she was hospitalized. She didn’t want to make you worry so she didn’t tell you about it, so please don’t blame her for not having visited you."

Hearing that, Ophelia got anxious and asked at once, "Helena had a relapse? What happened to her? Is she alright now? Why didn’t you tell me about it? I’m her daughter-in-law, and how can I not turn up when she falls ill? People would think we’re holding grudges against each other. No way. I need to pack and go back now." Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Zachariah stopped Ophelia at once, pulled her in his arms and pressed his forehead against hers, saying helplessly, "I knew you would be anxious like this so I didn’t tell you about it. You haven’t recovered yet, and the doctor also said you can’t be too agitated."

Ophelia replied in disapproval, "You can’t hide it from me just because I haven’t fully recovered. It’s true that I’m angry at her being partial to Savannah, but that’s not the reason for me to leave her alone. As her daughter-in-law, I should go back and take care of her."

Warmth flowing through his body, Zachariah knew he was right about choosing Ophelia. His wife was kind and considerate as usual. He regretted having turned the cold shoulder on her for five years.

He thought to himself, "Silly woman, you’re too kind. What should I do to make up for the five-year neglect of you?"

Just as Zachariah and Ophelia poured out their hearts to each other, a female voice chimed in, "Well, you’re at the entrance of the neighborhood and people are coming and going. Please get into my apartment and then you can continue having your romantic moment. We’re just some ordinary people, and we can’t take all this."

Ophelia got out of Zachariah’s arms and cast a shy look at Madeleine, who was watching them with her arms crossed. Suddenly, she realized that Zachariah and she had become the hero and heroine of a romantic comedy performed at the gate of the neighborhood. Besides Madeleine, the two security guards in the security booth were also watching them.

Blushing, Ophelia threw a hard look at Madeleine, grabbed Zachariah’s hand and said shyly, "Let’s go."

Zachariah just let her drag him, while Madeleine watched them from behind with a wide grin.

Since Helena had a relapse, Ophelia put all their differences behind her, asked Madeleine to take care of Tommy temporarily and left with Zachariah. She bought a lot of fruits and vitamin supplements on her way to hospital.

Ophelia asked worriedly on the way, "Zachariah, now that Helena has a relapse, as her daughter-in- law, do you think she’ll blame me for not taking care of her while holding a grudge against her instead?"

Zachariah moved his hand from the steering wheel to hold her hand, his fingers entwining with hers, and said in a gentle voice, "Don’t think too much. Mom always adores you. She has a relapse this time because she felt guilty about what Savannah did to you. I believe she’ll cheer up and get better as long as you go to see her."

But Ophelia remained anxious. She was worried that Helena would blame her for having taken Tommy away with her back then. After all, Helena was her mother-in-law. If she really blamed her, she was in no position to contradict her.

Zachariah threw a glance at her and added, "You and mom are very much alike. She is also worried that you’ll blame her for Savannah’s issue, and then she has a relapse. She has a weak heart, and Mr. Kenelm has told her many times that she can’t be agitated or think too much, but Savannah makes her so angry this time. As long as you go to see her, she’ll feel better and thus recover sooner."

Ophelia managed a smile.

"Cheer up, will you?"

Ophelia changed the topic at once. "Zachariah, you haven’t had a good sleep in two weeks. Are you really OK now? Shall I drive?"

Zachariah couldn’t help grinning, cast a meaningful look at Ophelia and teased, "You’re not calling me 'Mr. Chambers' anymore. Do you know how devastated I was when you took Tommy away and called me 'Mr. Chambers' that day? I was wondering if you had made up your mind to make a clean break with me. Now I hear you calling my name, and find that my name is so beautiful."

Ophelia rolled her eyes. She realized that ever since the two of them confessed their love for each other, his arrogance and indifference had totally disappeared. Not only did he talk more often, but he also began to tease her. She never knew he was such a funny man.

"President Chambers, where has that haughty man gone?"

Zachariah put on a grim face and pretended to be serious, asking, "You don’t like my change?"

The word "change" woke Ophelia up immediately. She shot a glance at Zachariah subconsciously, her lips curving into a smile.

She dropped her head slightly to hide her smile, her voice muffled. "Zachariah, you have to tell me where you’re going from now on. Even if we are fighting, you have to send me a text message to tell me where you are. I don’t want to lose contact with you when I want to talk to you, nor do I want to get information about your whereabouts from someone else’s mouth."

Suddenly, Zachariah looked quite earnest and he nodded, replying, "OK. I’ll have someone look into why you haven’t got my calls."

Ophelia nodded slightly.

Zachariah pinched her on the palm and said, "Such a thing won’t happen again."

Her head lowered, a smile spread slowly across her face, and she couldn’t look happier.

Zachariah looked straight ahead, swallowed and hesitated before he said, "Ophelia, about Savannah…"

The smile faded away from her face gradually.

"Back when we found out the car accident was planned by her, I once had the urge to kill her secretly. But after all, she’s my little sister, and we grew up together. Besides, she’s the apple of my parents’ eye, so I can’t do it, no matter what. I told her specifically that I won’t step in her business anymore, and cut all ties with her. I’m not saying so to pass the buck, but telling you that I don’t want to see you being pushed into the operating room in my life again."

Holding her hand, Zachariah said in earnest.

Meanwhile, Ophelia eyes turned red, tears streaming down her cheeks. She raised her hand to wipe them off her face.

She cried not because she was sad, but that what Zachariah said was the most beautiful sweet talk she had ever heard.