Ophelia opened the photo album in Zachariah's cell phone and looked down little by little. She was
surprised to find that there were many photos of her inside, but many of them were taken when she
was sleeping, without clothes and covered with a quilt, wearing clothes and sleeping on the bed, all
kinds of them, counting at least thousands of photos. She didn't even think that there would be so
many photos of her in Zachariah's phone.
She looked down one by one, and there were several taken from her back. She didn't even know when
these photos were taken by Zachariah, and he could manage to take such a good picture of her back.
Ophelia’s eyes were red all of a sudden, she thought Zachariah was just addicted to her body and
didn't like her at all, but if he didn't, how could he explain these photos?
She bet that a man who didn't like a woman would never have taken so many pictures of her, and each
one was so beautiful without any sense of contradiction.
She looked down one by one, there were less than ten photos of Cora of all the photos. In addition to
some landscape photos, and the rest were almost all her photos.
Ophelia’s mood went up and down, and she fondled the photos in the phone and said, “Zachariah, the
photos on your phone are all of me, which means you don't hate me that much. Don’t you think it's
better for us to just stay together for the rest of our lives?”
It’s just that a phone call still pulled Ophelia back to reality.
Looking at the name “Cora” on the phone, Ophelia's surging mood was like being poured down by cold
water, and it cooled down all of a sudden.
Ophelia hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone, and inside came Cora's excited and
slightly aggrieved voice, “Zachariah, I went to the maternity checkup today with your secretary, the
doctor said the baby is fine, very healthy, but you promised to accompany me but got stuck in work. But
I said I would be a good wife, so I won't blame you for this. Zachariah, the baby, and I miss you very
much, do you want to come over tonight?”
One of Ophelia’s hands tightly gripped the quilt. She bit her lip and almost bled before pretending to
say calmly, “Miss Fletcher, I’m sorry, it’s me. Your Zachariah went out to get food for me, so he
probably won't be able to hear these words from you for a while.”
Cora was silent over there for a while before she said in a cold voice, “Ophelia, why is it you? Where’s
Zachariah?”
“He went out to get some food for me.” Ophelia deliberately said in a sweet voice.
“Ophelia, could you be more shameless? You hooked up with your boss and got your pictures taken.
Why are you still so righteous after cheating? And how can you still get the nerve to stay by his side?”
Ophelia's face went pale instantly, her hands trembling. She said, “How do you know that?”
Cora snickered in mockery, “How do you think? Zachariah told me of course. He said you are the
dirtiest woman he has ever seen. There's nothing wrong with women loving money, but a woman like
you, sleeping with two different men for money, you're really the dirtiest woman I've ever seen.”
Ophelia's face was even paler, and her fair hands were somewhat bruised from the force of her grip,
she said, “Miss Fletcher, you have no right to comment on what kind of woman I am. Even if I sleep
with two different men, and it should be Zachariah who proposes a divorce to me, as for you, you are
nothing but an outsider.”
Cora sneered and said, “Ophelia, don’t deceive yourself, soon I will be Zachariah's wife, and you, will
be the outsider.”
Ophelia's face turned much paler and said, “So what? At least I'm still Zachariah's wife before
becoming an outsider, and you are the shameless mistress. You have tarnished the name of your
family if the words got out, haven’t you?”
Cora laughed coldly and continued, “Ophelia, you do not have to be complacent. Do you know what
Zachariah said about you early this morning? He said you were dirty and that you were the most
disgusting woman he had ever seen, and that he did not divorce you because you were pregnant, but I
did not expect you to get involved with another man even you’re pregnant.”
Ophelia bit her lip and said, “Miss Fletcher, if you have nothing else to say, I’ll hang up now.”
After saying that, she just hung up the phone.
When Zachariah came back with a bunch of things, what he saw was Ophelia lying on her side covered
with a quilt, with her face facing the wall, not knowing whether she was asleep or not.
Zachariah walked over with bags in his hands but saw tears on Ophelia's left cheek. He was shocked
and hurriedly put down the bags, pulled over a chair and sat down, then reached out to wipe away the
tears at the corner of her eyes and said, “Why the tears?”
Ophelia got up and avoided Zachariah's seemingly intimate gesture, saying, “Mr. Chambers, where’s
my food? I’m hungry.”
Zachariah frowned. He naturally sensed Ophelia's deliberate isolation, but once he heard her say she
was hungry, he temporarily suppressed the displeasure, then opened the bags he brought back and
put them on the table, saying, “Everything you want to eat is here, so eat up.”
Ophelia took the chopsticks and focused on eating what was on the table, not even giving Zachariah a
glance, and not even feeding him as she did in the past.
Zachariah's frown tightened, he looked at Ophelia and said, “I’m starving too.”
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