Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 890 - 886: Three Years of Entanglement, an Invisible Habit
Felix Shaw exited the news page and called Nicholas Croft. As soon as it connected, Nicholas’s voice, devoid of warmth, came through with just a few concise words, "Felix, what’s up?"
Though Nicholas’s voice sounded cold, what Felix couldn’t see was that he was lounging in his executive chair, a cigarette dangling from his lips with a slight smirk.
"Big brother, could you help me find out what happened that night?" Felix had no doubts, never suspecting that his brother was the one scheming against him. "Do you know, I just made the headlines again, and as soon as I flew to the U.S., Mia sent me back,"
Nicholas’s lips curving into a sly arc, he replied in a serious tone, "Hmm, I’ll have someone keep an eye on it when I have the time,"
"Big brother, I’ll be counting on you then."
After this misunderstanding, the relationship between Felix Shaw and Mia Foster reached a freezing point once more. When he called her, she wouldn’t answer, and when Felix flew over specifically to explain, Mia refused him. Every time he flew over, whether he waited outside her company or at the little house she lived in, Mia always faced him with a cold expression, giving him no chance to speak.
Felix still made it a point to fly over once a month. Although Mia continued to ignore him, seeing her once a month had become a habit. Initially, Mia was angry and frustrated due to his persistent entanglement, but as time went on, it seemed she became somewhat numb.
Seeing Felix waiting again in front of her little house, Mia, after getting out of the car, would just give him a brief glance and proceed to open the door. When Felix tried to follow her inside, she didn’t stop him, only standing in the doorway coldly asking, "Do I need to call the police again?"
Those words dispelled Felix’s thoughts of entering. He had experienced this woman’s ruthlessness before—she once watched unmoved as the police led him away.
Though Mia had filed for divorce numerous times with the court, Felix persistently refused to divorce. Their divorce proceedings dragged on like a marathon for three years.
Legally, they were still married, but in Mia’s heart, they had long since parted ways.
For three years, Steven British had been by her side; they became inseparable friends, occasionally dining and chatting together, sometimes even taking vacations together. Although Mia got along well with Steven, she never felt a spark.
Steven had asked her more than once, "Mia, what would it take for you to accept me?"
Mia hesitated for a long time back then, unable to find a reasonable answer. She was always annoyed when Felix came over to bother her, but there was once when Felix was a week late due to business, and in those days without seeing him, she secretly felt a little disappointed. Three years, three years of entanglement, perhaps it had invisibly become a habit...
Mia admitted her selfishness, never considering forgiveness, yet she never truly let go either.
Flying from home to the U.S., in the blink of an eye, three years had passed. A few days ago, her family called, urging her, saying that she and Felix had been separated for over three years. Legally, they could now divorce, and she could finally escape Felix’s entanglement. She should have been happy, yet inexplicably, Mia felt an indescribable sensation.
In the blink of an eye, it was spring again, the season for the Paris Fashion Week. Steven had suggested a month ago that they go to Paris to have some fun and perhaps check out the fashion show.
Shopping and watching runway models is irresistible to women, so for this trip, Mia worked overtime every day, hoping to enjoy a few extra days in Paris.
