Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 352 She Had Only Herself to Blame

Mr. Kenelm forced a smiled, "Helena, I am not a god. All that can be saved is someone who still has a chance to live. Ophelia’s life is submitted to providence. Please excuse my harsh words, if there is a way to save her, I will try my best, but I think you should be prepared."

Helena couldn't help crying. It was a depressive sob, and her shoulders were shaking. Mr. Chambers put her in his arms, and said tenderly, "It is the worst assumption. Ophelia is still fine. The world is so big, and we will find someone to save her."

Although Mr. Chambers said that, he knew that Ophelia was running out of time. If she couldn't wake up within 48 hours, she might really become a vegetable, or even worse, she might stop breathing.

Helena was still crying. Mr. Chambers had no choice but to look at Mr. Kenelm and said, "Mr. Kenelm, please take care of Ophelia, no matter what, you have to save her."

Mr. Kenelm forced a dry and dull smile. He said, "Please don’t say this. We will try our best to treat her."

Mr. Chambers said very sincerely, "Thank you. When Ophelia is recovered, I will hold a banquet and ask you as an honored guest."

Mr. Kenelm was amused by Mr. Chambers, and the atmosphere was not as solemn as before. He said, "Come on, don’t mention it."

Mr. Chambers just smiled. Helena suddenly asked about Cora's condition.

Mr. Kenelm said angrily, "She had only herself to blame. The doctors and nurses were at a loss with her suicide and starvation. I really want to throw her out of my hospital. I have never seen such an uncooperative patient for all these years. I’m a good judge of character and I don't agree with

Zachariah being with her. Time reveals a person's heart, If Zachariah really marries her, I’m afraid Chambers Family will be in turmoil."

Helena and Mr. Chambers looked embarrassed.

Zachariah was full of helplessness and irritability. As soon as he got in the ward, Cora, who was weak and lying on the bed, was agitated, struggling to get out of bed and her behavior scared both Mrs. Fletcher and Mr. Fletcher.

Mrs. Fletcher said, "You are scaring the hell out of me. Don't move around... Zachariah, come here! Do you want her to hurt herself?"

Zachariah felt that there seemed to be an interval of a whole generation when seeing Cora like this. The well-behaved, honey-lipped, and occasionally little willful little girl he had known before seemed to have completely gone. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Mrs. Fletcher said angrily, "Zachariah, come here, do you really want Cora to die?"

Zachariah was still standing there. He was not a fool, nor was he a rash fellow. He was in charge of the economic lifeline of tens of millions of people in Chambers Group. He was a man of speedy and strict enforcement and it was not easy for him to compromise.

Mr. Fletcher saw the farce, he sighed and said tiredly, "Zachariah, look at Cora, do you still like her? Even if it is not love, but she and you have been acquainted with each other since childhood. How can you bear to watch her hurt herself?"

Zachariah walked over and Cora finally stopped struggling. She looked up at Zachariah with obsession, "Zachariah, you are here, I know I am still the most important to you."

Zachariah frowned, but pretended to be patient, "I have been busy these days, so I didn't have time to see you at the hospital."

Cora raised her head and said, "Zachariah, I understand that you are busy with work, but I really miss you, and I know it was wrong for me to commit suicide. When I called you, Ophelia said something to infuriate me and I took her words seriously. I did it on impulse and I was fearful after that. Don’t be mad at me. Don’t ignore me, I really love you."

Zachariah was annoyed. He pushed Cora away, and said in a cold tone, "I think you are recovering well, not as your mother said. I am also relieved. I have something to do and I will leave. When I'm done, I will definitely come to see you."

Cora was anxious, regardless of her injection in her hand, she hugged Zachariah, and the blood flowed into the needle. Mrs. Fletcher saw it and pressed Cora in a hurry, "Cora, calm down, I promised you that Zachariah won't leave."

When Cora calmed down, Mrs. Fletcher said angrily, "Bradwen, find a nurse."