Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 109 The Dinner

When Zachariah left, Ophelia sat on the bed blankly, and was startled by the phone’s ringtone.

She picked up the phone in a flurry and saw the caller ID was Tassach, guilt flashing across her eyes.

Ophelia answered the phone, "Hello, Tassach."

Tassach asked with concern, "Have you left the hospital?"

"Yes, I just left today. Tassach, I’m sorry for asking for a two-week leave when I’ve been working there for less than a month. I’d better resign if that bothers you."

Tassach smiled and said, "I’ll keep the position for you. It’s not a big deal, so don’t take it to heart. Your health matters. If you still want to go to Shanghai for the orientation, I can keep a place for you."

Ophelia went silent.

About ten seconds later, she replied, "Tassach, I appreciate your help, but please don’t keep a place of the orientation for me. Just leave it to some other new hire."

"Alright."

"I’m well now, and I can go back to work tomorrow. Do you think it’s OK? Will it cause you any trouble?"

Tassach chuckled on the other end of the line and whispered, "You fool, just stop worrying. If you feel alright, you may come back to work tomorrow."

"Great."

"Have a good rest, and try your best to be that ambitious iron lady you used to be. I look forward to working with you."

Ophelia smiled. "I see. I won’t allow my personal affairs to interfere with my work."

"Have a good rest. Bye."

After hanging up, Ophelia went into a trance and said to herself, "Baby, your daddy is determined to marry Cora. It’s not that your mommy wants to quit, but she’s doomed to lose from the beginning in this love triangle."

Ophelia had sat on the bed for ten minutes before lying down. She closed her eyes and wanted to take a nap, but failed since her mind was in a turmoil.

She tossed and turned in bed, and all she could think about was Zachariah. Finally, she fell asleep.

It was 6 p.m. when Ophelia woke up. If it weren’t for the servant calling her, she would have kept on sleeping. Ophelia had been drowsy all the time since she had got pregnant. She found it hard to keep her eyes open in her free time, while during work hours, she was in much better spirits, because the busy work kept her awake.

Ophelia went into the bathroom to wash up. Then she changed into a baggy dress before going downstairs.

Seeing Helena already sitting at the table, Ophelia gave a smile and walked towards her. "Helena, are you OK now?"

Helena smiled kindly. "I’m alright. How come you’re alone? Where’s Zachariah?"

Ophelia went silent for a moment and answered, "He has some business to attend to in the company. His subordinate called him and he left."

Helena’s face darkened instantly. As a sophisticated woman, she knew what was going on. Business was simply an excuse, and Zachariah must have gone for Cora.

Ophelia comforted, "Helena, Zachariah does have some business to settle. It was one of his secretaries who called him personally."

Helena sighed secretly and hid her displeasure. She had Ophelia sit down next to her and said, "Since Zachariah is busy, let’s have dinner first. It’s getting late, and I don’t want to starve my grandbaby."

Savannah curled her lips in annoyance. "Mom, you’re flattering her. She’s just pregnant, and it’s nothing special. If an outsider saw you giving her such meticulous care, he would think that she’s some remarkable figure."

Helena shot Savannah a faint glance and said, "Savannah, when you get pregnant, you’ll know how hard it is to be a pregnant woman. You can either have dinner here quietly, or in your room."

Now Savannah said no more.

The servant served the hot dishes, and Helena said to Ophelia lovingly, "Ophelia, this is the special meal I asked them to cook according to what the nutritionist said. Have a taste and tell me if you like it."

Ophelia said, "Helena, you don’t have to do this. I’ve hardly had any morning sickness for the past five months, nor have I been on a diet. I eat as usual, so you don’t have to prepare a special meal for me. Otherwise, I’ll affect everyone else’s appetite." NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Savannah pursed her lips.

"Stop pretending. Since you act so well, why not just be an actress?" Savannah murmured.

Helena darted her another glance and retorted, "Savannah, Ophelia is pregnant. Can’t you be a little more accommodating? What if you upset her and thus she has a miscarriage?"

"Mom, it’s not like she’s the only pregnant woman in this world. Cora is also pregnant with Zachariah’s baby. Besides, Zachariah and Cora…"

The chopsticks clattered on the floor.

Helena scowled at Savannah, saying, "Savannah Chambers, if you keep acting like this, I’ll ask dad to send you abroad for further study. I can’t control you, but someone can. I don’t want to be blamed for failing to discipline you."

Savannah bit her lip, feeling wronged.

"Mom, I don’t like this woman. No matter she’s pregnant with my nephew or not, I still don’t like her. I can’t get along with her until my next life."

Steffan cast a look at Savannah and said, "Savannah, stop! Ophelia seldom comes to stay overnight here. Don’t piss your mother off, or else you won’t get any pocket money this month."

Finally, Savannah said nothing.

"Let’s start the dinner," Steffan said before everyone picked up the chopsticks.