Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 290 Bond with Him

Ophelia cast a glance at Madeleine and pulled a wry face. "Madeleine."

Madeleine shrugged and said lightly, "Just kidding."

Wilfred could tell these two women had a solid relationship and smiled, "You two are really close. The women I’ve met before, their friendships always fall apart over trifles, no matter how good they appear."

Madeleine raised her chin proudly. "The relationship between Ophelia and me is beyond friendship. We have a very humble beginning, and look where we’re at now. I won’t say we’ve suffered more hardships than anyone else ever, but no one has such a bitter past as we do, and that’s why no rumors can ever break us apart. The reason their friendships fall apart over trifles is because those women have never treated each other as real friends."

Wilfred gave an approving smile. "Well said. That makes total sense to me."

It took the two of them almost an hour to finish the late night meal, and during this hour, they had made a new friend. The three of them had a pleasant and friendly conversation. When they said goodbye to each other, Madeleine joked, "Mr. Robinson, how about I fix you up with a girlfriend of mine? Although she’s not so pretty or sexy as Ophelia, she’s also a beauty. How about I arrange a date for you two?"

Wilfred replied, "Maybe another time, when I’m not busy. But I’m a rough-and-ready person, and sometimes, I’m too careless to notice anything wrong with the girl, so you have to make it clear to her."

Madeleine wagged her finger and said, "That’s not true, Mr. Robinson. You’re indeed a straightforward person, but actually you’re very sensitive and sincere. You have a house and a car, and most importantly, you’re so handsome. I’m afraid that you’ll think my friend is not good enough for you."

"That won’t happen. Most of the time, beauties like you won’t take to a rough-looking guy like me."

"You’re being too modest, Mr. Robinson. Just don’t excuse yourself when I introduce my girlfriend to you," said Madeleine.

Wilfred burst out laughing before looking at his watch. It was already after 2 a.m.

"Girls, it’s late now. Let me send you home," Wilfred suggested.

"Don’t bother. We can drive ourselves home," Madeleine replied.

"Fine then, drive safely. Call me if you need any help, and I’m on call at all times." Mr. Robinson played up to the two girls.

After they said goodbye to each other, Madeleine and Ophelia got into the car and fastened the seat belts before Ophelia leaned back in the passenger seat wearily.

"Are you tired, honey?" Madeleine was a little worried about her.

"Kind of." Ophelia nodded. During this busy day, she had gone through misunderstanding, jealousy, frustration, and violent mood swings. She had already outdone herself staying up so late while only feeling a little "tired".

Madeleine suggested, "Have a rest on the way. It will take you more than half an hour to get home."

Ophelia shook her head.

"It has long passed my sleep time, and I can’t fall asleep in a while."

Ophelia paused before she continued, "Madeleine, why did you bond with Mr. Robinson all of a sudden?"

"I did that for you. Now you’re seven-month pregnant, and the baby will arrive in two or three months. This is a critical period, and nothing can ever happen to you, so I want to hire some reliable

bodyguards to protect you."

Ophelia couldn’t help but laugh. "I do nothing every day but take a walk outside occasionally. What do you hire bodyguards for? To take a walk with me?"

"Well, better safe than sorry. You’re a Mrs. Chambers, and there are many people paying attention to the baby in your womb. Few of them hope you can deliver the baby safe and sound, but I can guarantee that most of them don’t. Therefore, it’s always good to take precautions," Madeleine insisted.

Ophelia felt warm inside upon hearing that, but she felt more that Madeleine was overreacting.

"Madeleine, I know you interpret a wealthy family in a complex way because you’re a fictionist, but in fact, there aren’t that many feuds as you think," said Ophelia. "Even if those people don’t want me to give birth to the first grandchild of the Chambers family, they wouldn’t go so far as to make me have a miscarriage." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Madeleine curled her lips and said, "I’m not sure about others, but Miss and Mrs. Fletcher are lunatics. They are crazy enough for anything."

Admittedly, best-selling authors were the group of people of great insight, and not surprisingly, Madeleine made an accurate prediction about the future.

Ophelia went silent.

"Honey, you have to believe me. Mrs. Fletcher looks elegant, but she’s a total maniac when it comes to her daughter Cora. Now Cora had a miscarriage, and Mrs. Fletcher might do something to your baby because she wants Zachariah to marry her daughter so much, so we’d better take precautions. I began to think about asking for help from security companies half a month ago, but I hadn’t found a suitable

one. Coincidentally, we met Mr. Robinson toady, and we can visit his security business first. If it’s as good as he said, we can hire some bodyguards to protect you before you give birth safely."

Ophelia was plunged in thought.

It was after five minutes that she nodded approval.

"I knew you would agree, honey," Madeleine smiled a little proudly.