Chapter 220: Chapter 220

Ophelia pulled Madeleine’s sleeves, whispering, “Madeleine, you keep it down.”

Madeleine turned down the corners of her mouth, but she said nothing more.

Zachariah glanced at Ophelia, “Ophelia, you go back first, and I will go back after Cora comes out.”

Ophelia shook head, “I will stay here with you. After all, I should be responsible for this operation.”

Mrs. Fletcher snorted, “Ophelia, you are so false a woman. I doubt whether your baby will be so false like you.”

Ophelia gave no reaction, while Madeleine said in anger, “Old woman, don’t pull that shit on us!”

Mrs. Fletcher laughed, and then looked calmly at Madeleine, “You are Madeleine, right?”

Madeleine pretended to be surprised, “Old woman knows my name! My pleasure.”

“A girl of fine breeding will never make up nicknames for the elder.” Said Mrs. Fletcher. Obviously, she implied that Madeleine was a girl of bad breeding.

“Thanks for praises! I usually play fine to kind people and harsh to bad people, so I make up a nickname for you. Why? Don’t you like it?”

“Miss Lowe, you are so sharp-tongued. But most men don’t appreciate such women like you, who leave an impression of bad breeding. You’d better behave yourself, or no man will marry you.”

“It’s none of your business.” Said Madeleine.

Mrs. Fletcher showed a false smile, “I heard that you are a popular novelist, right?”

“That is so flattering. I just wrote some popular novels.” Madeleine said humbly, but with a proud look.

The corners of Mrs. Fletcher’s mouth twitched. She never met such a cheeky woman.

“Miss Lowe, have you heard the Fletcher Family?”

“Sorry, Mrs. Fletcher, I am just a writer, always typing at home and knowing nothing about the rich families. I never heard the Fletcher family.” Replied Madeleine.

Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game Chapter 219 Having a Fight Mrs. Fletcher’s lips curled, “Miss Lowe, you know that. Being too loosey-goosey will trouble yourself. I remind you that you’d better think twice before speaking.”

“Thanks. But I am young and I have no family, so I have nothing to fear.”

Mrs. Fletcher was about to argue, but was stopped by the doctors coming out from the operation room.

“Doctor, how is my daughter?” Mrs. Fletcher hurried to them, asking.

The doctor said, “She is OK now, but she has some issues with physical frailty. You should make her a relaxed place. It’s harmful to be so emotional.”

“OK, I will make it.” She nodded hurriedly.

Cora was pushed back to the ward on a drip. The nurse said to Mrs. Fletcher, “Mrs., if there is blood in the tube, you ring the bell.”

After Mrs. Fletcher nodded, the nurse left the room.

She turned to Madeleine and Ophelia, “Why are you still here?”

“Miss Fletcher fainted because of me, so I would like to apologize to her before leaving.”

With rage, Mrs. Fletcher said to Zachariah, “You take them and leave now, and I will take care of Cora here. Cora would never want to see the two.”

Zachariah glanced at Cora lying in a coma, “Well, Mrs. Fletcher. I’ll drive them back now, and please call me when Cora awakes.”

Mrs. Fletcher nodded.

Zachariah left the room first, and then Ophelia and Madeleine followed him after changing eyes.

Leaning against the wall, Zachariah peered at Ophelia and Madeleine out of the ward. Feeling his stare, Ophelia shivered, “Sorry, president Zachariah, I screwed it up.”

Madeleine stood out, protecting her. “President Zachariah, I took Ophelia here and I made Cora faint. You leave Ophelia and I should be responsible for everything just now.”

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