"Last night you just clung to me and said you want me. Nothing else." Zachariah interrupted her.
Ophelia sighed in relief but also felt a little disappointed. Zachariah was playing dumb to what she had
said last night.
Maybe Zachariah already knew that she regarded him as more than just the boss. He knew that she
had fallen in love with him and did not want to accept her love.
"You were dating with Miss Fletcher last night, weren’t you? Why not stay with her last night?"
"You want me to stay there overnight?"
Ophelia sat up and got off the bed in the nude, ignoring the longing eyes of Zachariah behind her. She
calmly put her clothes on before entering the bathroom to wash up.
Zachariah also came in afterward, wearing only underpants. His body shape was so strong and sexy.
Zachariah hugged Ophelia's waist from behind and said, "Are you angry?"
Ophelia shook her head and rinse her mouth, after the foam in her mouth was washed out, she said,
"You are intelligent and Miss Fletcher is gorgeous, so you are a match made in heaven. I’m just a
substitute playing her role all along, so it doesn't matter if I’m angry or not."
Zachariah frowned and said, "Exactly, you aren’t angry. You are jealous. I know it."
Ophelia turned around and looked at Zachariah face to face and said seriously, "Mr. Zachariah, Miss
Fletcher is pregnant now. You must be very happy."
Zachariah froze. Honestly, he did not feel much mood swing after knowing that Cora was pregnant. He
was still calm even when Cora put his hand on her belly to feel the presence of the baby inside.
He claimed to love Cora, but when she came back, he was not as giddy as he thought he would be. He
could endure her temper, but he did not want to have sex with her.
Cora rubbed her belly last night and asked him, "Zach, I gave up my thriving career for you and also
chose to keep this baby. But you are not so happy. Tell me honestly, don’t you love me anymore?"
At that time, he just took Cora into his arms and said, "Silly girl, you are thinking nonsense. Of course, I
love you, or else I wouldn't be here."
Cora smiled sweetly and asked whether he liked girls or boys and how to name their babies.
He was outwardly positive and cooperative, but he was not as ecstatic about the child as he had
expected.
Looking at his reaction, Ophelia thought he was too happy to organize his words, so she, "You are so
surprised and a little silly. That's right. Your beloved woman is pregnant. You should admit that you are
perfectly happy."
Zachariah raised her chin and whispered, "Are you really jealous?"
Ophelia got rid of him and said, "Mr. Zachariah, I’m sticky. I want to take a hot shower and go to work.
Can you go out first?"
"I'll take a shower with you," Zachariah said in a fond tone.
Ophelia curled her lips and said, "Mr. Zachariah, I'm late for work. Maybe you could take a sexual bath
with Miss Fletcher. Excuse me."
Zachariah looked at her and stopped pestering. He then turned around and walked out.
Ophelia looked at her fair skin in the mirror and suddenly sighed in a low voice. She then took off her
clothes and took a quick hot shower.
After cleaning up, Ophelia said to Zachariah who was sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Zachariah, I'll go down
first. I have to work later, so I won't wait for you."
"Wait." When Ophelia walked to the front door and was about to open it, Zachariah stopped her.
"Mr. Zachariah, anything else?"
"I've changed my mind. You can give birth to the baby, and I'll give you a large sum of money that will
support you to live a better life. But you should leave the city and keep away from the child."
Ophelia looked at him incredulously, and a hatred expression flashed in her eyes.
"Mr. Zachariah, are you serious?" She asked, gritting her teeth.
Zachariah just nodded.
"Zachariah, you're ruthless. But I'm also telling you that I only want my baby. If you force him to stay in
your home, I'd rather abort him than allow you to raise him. He's my life."
Zachariah looked at Ophelia's ruthless yet determined gaze and could not help but freeze for a
moment.
"You threaten me?"
"Yes, I am threatening you." Ophelia calmed down, "I love this child, and he may be the rest of my life.
It’ll take a hell of talking for you to get everything, but you don't know how to cherish it. Our kid is just a
pet dog for you. You’ll treat him according to your mood. When you and that women have your own
child, you’ll forget my kid. Stop kidding me. You only want to look down on everyone else, and by the
time you remembered to treat our kid correctly, maybe he has been destroyed."
Zachariah stared at Ophelia and did not expect that he would be so bad in her heart.
"Do you think I’m such a bad guy?"
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