Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 911 - 907: This Is Not Up to You

Mia Foster’s heart couldn’t calm down for a long time, not only because of the earlier intensity, but also because of the two unconscious words from Felix Shaw.

They say men speak from the heart at such moments, but she wasn’t sure if Felix Shaw was like that...

In a daze, she was already being carried by Felix Shaw towards the bathroom, "Let’s take a bath, take the wife out to relax!"

Originally, Mia Foster was very touched, but after being carried back to the bedroom by Felix Shaw, while he was putting on clothes he reached out his hand to her, "Wife, where’s the tip?"

All the emotions in Mia Foster’s heart vanished instantly, grabbing the towel wrapped around her, she jumped off the bed, pulled out two hundred bucks from her wallet and threw it at Felix Shaw’s face, angrily saying, "Take it and buy some supplements, remember to serve me better next time!"

Felix Shaw wasn’t angry, bent down to pick up the two hundred bucks and tucked it into his wallet, leisurely saying, "Sigh, I seem to have found a new side job."

Even though she knew he did it on purpose, Mia Foster was still furious, jumping back onto the bed and pulling the blanket over herself, leaving Felix Shaw with a back view. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Wife, get up, hubby is taking you out to relax," Felix Shaw came to the bedside, gave the angry woman a push, and she irritably shrugged her shoulder, "Not going!"

"Let’s go, wife, accompany hubby to play cards,"

"Felix Shaw! Are you goddamn deaf? Didn’t you hear me say I’m not going?" Mia Foster flung the blanket off and sat up, shouting at the man with a cheeky smile.

Since Felix Shaw dragged her back, Mia Foster felt her dignity had dropped, the moment she opened her mouth, vulgar language just spilled out uncontrollably.

Felix Shaw raised his attractive eyes, smiling in an infuriating manner, "That’s not up to you."

With that, he grabbed Mia Foster’s arm and forcibly pulled her off the bed, bringing her to the wardrobe. Afraid the towel would fall, Mia Foster had to use her other hand to hold it, loudly protesting for Felix Shaw to let her go, but he had already taken out a set of underwear from the wardrobe and, despite her resistance, helped her put on a bra, though the moves weren’t particularly skillful, at least they weren’t rough.

...

In the champagne-colored luxury car, Mia Foster kept a cold face, turning her head towards the car window, not even glancing at the man beside her.

"Wife, what’s so embarrassing, they’re all our brothers, they won’t laugh," Felix Shaw said while driving, comforting her. His wife said being dragged back home by him was humiliating, but he didn’t think so; a reunion between husband and wife would make a few brothers happy for him, who would laugh?

"Hmph!" A cold snort, Mia Foster resorted to silent treatment against Felix Shaw.

As the champagne-colored luxury vehicle turned into the street with the KTV, from afar they saw three men and two women standing at the entrance. Seeing Titus Zane being pulled into Nathan Moore’s arms from behind shocked Mia Foster for a moment, if it weren’t for the bright neon lights outside the KTV, she would have thought she saw wrong.

While still in shock, the luxury car had already stopped, Felix Shaw killed the engine and pushed open the driver’s door, about to walk around the car’s front. Mia Foster also pushed open the door and got out, feeling that the three men’s gazes in front were somewhat strange, so she wanted to retrace her steps along the way back.

"Come back here!"

Felix Shaw grabbed her wrist and gave a strong tug, causing her to stumble in her high heels into his embrace. In front of familiar people, Mia Foster felt even more embarrassed and raised her hand to beat Felix Shaw’s chest, "Let go of me, you bastard!"

Seeing the group made Mia Foster feel a pang of humiliation, she didn’t expect Evander Lancaster to jump in, "Third Brother, what’s this? Unsatisfactory service, upset Third Sister-in-law?"

Feeling disgraced and in a bad mood, Mia Foster immediately retorted discontentedly, "Who’s your Third Sister-in-law? Stop calling me that!"