Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 53 Divorce Sooner or Later

“June, I don't want to talk secretly. I'm done with you. I don't want to play cat-and-mouse game with you here. If you don’t want to humiliate yourself, stay away from me. I'm annoyed, and you and so disgusting”

Instead of getting annoyed, June smiled casually and said, “Baby, I just like your cruel face. It’s so peculiar to see your torture. You obviously have such a pure and cute face, but you are so wild on the bed. I just can’t bear to part with you.”

“Shut up!” Cora roared.

“Baby, your angry look is also charming to me. Your every move is pulling my heart. I know you best. Are you really so cruel to leave me?”

“June, you have everything you want. You are simply the God’s favored one. Why do you need to pester me so bitterly?”

Shrugging his shoulders, June said casually, “Baby, you know I have everything a girl dreams of. Can a man as good as me allow a woman to abandon me?”

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“Well, then this time we broke up, it's you who mentioned it to me, OK?”

“But baby, I don't want to break up with you. Your body is too delicious. I have met so many women in my life, but you are the only one who makes me feel the best. I don't want to let you go.”

Cora was about to curse him, when a knock on the door was heard. She opened the door, and there was a woman in the hotel uniform standing outside.

“Madam, this is the suit we have prepared for you. Would you please try it and see if it is OK?”

Cora took it over and closed the door directly.

She brought the clothes to the bathroom and put them on.

When she came out, June's eyes lit up at the sight of her attire, and he said, “Baby, your figure is really perfect. I personally chose the suit for you and put it there. It really suits you.”

Cora picked up her handbag, and said, “I don't care what your purpose is. But if you dare to tell Zachariah what happened between us, I will get my revenge, even at the cost of my life.”

June hugged Cora from behind suddenly, and said, “Baby, why do you leave in a hurry? Stay over for the night with me.”

Cora broke away from his embrace and walked toward the door.

“Baby, I will call you when I need you. I hope you can come over right away and don't make me wait. Otherwise, I may accidentally send some videos to Zachariah.”

“You're despicable!” Cora glared at him viciously, opened the door directly, and left.

June looked at the closed door and said, “Cora, I have spent so much energy and money on you. Now you are famous and want to get rid of me. Do you really think I'm a fool? You are mine. Only I can abandon you, not you get rid of me.”

Cora didn’t know June’s thoughts.

After leaving the hotel, she felt the coolness blowing in the air. She still had something in June's hands, and if he really chose to put it on the internet, not only would she lose her reputation, but Zachariah would not love her.

No, she had been struggling for so many years before she knew who was really good to her. She was young at that time, and capriciously betrayed Zachariah once. This time, she would never let go of Zachariah's hands.

She was just playing with other men, and Zachariah was the only man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, and she would never let go of him.

She took a deep breath, took out her cell phone, and dialed the number she knew by heart. After the call was connected, she said with a sobbing tone, “Zachariah, I'm in a bad mood, can you come and accompany me for a while?”

Unexpectedly, it was not Zachariah on the other end of the phone, but Ophelia.

“Sorry, Miss Fletcher, this is Ophelia, Zachariah’s wife. I think you should call someone else if you are in a bad mood. Don’t think of a married man. You are from a decent family, and your parents should have taught you what you should do, right?”

Upon hearing her words, Cora's face changed constantly. As there was no others involved, she didn't have to pretend to be someone else.

“Where's Zachariah? How come you have his phone?”

Smiling, Ophelia said over the phone, “Miss Fletcher, you must be kidding. Zachariah is my husband. Who can get his cell phone except me? If there's nothing important, Miss Fletcher, I'll hang up now.”

“Ask Zachariah to answer the phone.”

“He's in the shower.”

“Tell him when he comes out.”

“Is Miss Fletcher drunk? You're asking me, a wife, to tell my husband to call you? It seems Miss Fletcher is really naive.”

“Ophelia, don't go too far. Don't think I didn't know you and Zachariah are just trapped by a contract marriage! He will divorce you sooner or later. Don't take it for granted that you will be his wife forever!”