Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 912 - 908: Making Sure You Don’t Go Hungry Is the Real Priority

Mia Foster genuinely wanted to kill Felix Shaw, this heartless man, who had the nerve to ask her in front of so many people, "What? Weren’t you satisfied just now?"

Furious, she said some unthinking words and didn’t have time to say goodbye to Titus Zane, who was already being pushed into the car by Nathan Moore.

On the way to the club, Mia couldn’t help but curiously ask, "Have Titus and Nathan made up?" She had heard about how Nathan treated Titus back then, otherwise Titus wouldn’t have resorted to such extreme measures to break free.

"Not sure, maybe," Felix Shaw said blandly, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding Mia Foster’s hand in his palm.

"Really? Titus just forgave Nathan that easily?"

Mia Foster is straightforward and principled, and if it were her, after being treated like that, she probably wouldn’t forgive for a lifetime!

"Honey, a day’s couple, a hundred days of grace. After all, they spent nearly a year living together, how could there be no feelings?" Felix Shaw glanced at Mia Foster, unexpectedly turning serious.

"Stop calling me honey, I’m not!" Mia Foster flung away Felix Shaw’s hand. She had filed for divorce with the court a year ago, but it hadn’t been processed all this time. It wasn’t hard to guess that Felix Shaw had pulled some strings.

Thinking about her own marriage, Mia Foster was also troubled. Felix Shaw, to her now, was like a chicken rib — tasteless to eat but a pity to discard.

"Aren’t you?"

Felix Shaw glanced over again, with his eyes twinkling with amusement. Mia Foster shot him a glare, only to see Felix raise his eyebrows and ask, "If you’re not my wife, then why did you sleep with me just now?"

Mia Foster...

She was choked up—this man, typical of taking advantage and acting cheeky!

Immediately, she responded with a cold sneer, "Who said sleeping together makes you a couple?"

"Then what is it?" Felix Shaw raised his eyebrows and glanced again. Mia Foster laughed dismissively, raising her hand to pat Felix Shaw’s face, "Felix Shaw, don’t forget, each time you got paid, so in my eyes, you’re merely a gigolo I hired..."

"Ahem,"

Felix Shaw cleared his throat and turned back, looking at the road ahead and said, "As long as it makes you happy, I’ll be a gigolo."

Who cares if he’s a gigolo or whatever, as long as he doesn’t starve!

The two bickered and argued all the way to the club. As they got out of the car, Felix Shaw held Mia Foster’s hand and walked inside together.

The club was still the same as three years ago, with barely any changes. Arriving at the private room where they used to frequently play cards, Felix Shaw asked Mia Foster to play cards for him. Sophie Foster and Titus Zane were sitting on the sofa chatting, which surprised Mia Foster not only about Titus and Nathan but also that the girl who was clearly Sophie Foster pretended not to recognize her!

Now overwhelmed with her own issues, Mia Foster wasn’t bothered with other people’s business. She won quite a bit playing cards, and Felix Shaw promised that she could keep all the chips she won. However, when the game ended, he refused to acknowledge it, even getting his few buddies to help falsify evidence.

Infuriated, Mia Foster immediately threw the chips down and angrily said, "Consider it your prostitution fee!" She finished and stormed off, leaving a harsh parting shot, "Remember to be on call next time!"

As she reached the private room’s door, Titus Zane also stood up saying he wanted to leave with her but was pulled back by Nathan Moore after just one step.

Mia Foster snorted coldly, left in a huff. Although upset with Felix Shaw, she didn’t go back to her parents’ house, knowing full well that if that rascal came home and didn’t find her, he’d definitely chase her to her parents’ house and drag her back. Not wanting to cause her parents any worry, Mia Foster took a cab back to the apartment.