Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 937 - 933: I Must Have Owed You in My Previous Life

"Mia, please don’t leave me..." At this emotional juncture, Felix Shaw hugged Mia Foster tightly, burying his handsome face in the crook of her neck.

These past two days, he hadn’t dared to get close to Mia Foster, because every time he approached, she would sternly scold him, saying he was dirty and forbidding him to touch her.

After what happened, although Mia Foster hadn’t said much, Felix Shaw knew in his heart that she minded it. Even if he was not conscious of it, his body had indeed betrayed her...

Feeling the dampness at the crook of her neck, Mia Foster’s heart softened. Felix Shaw was like a child who hadn’t grown up, and she could feel his dependence on her.

Sniffing, Mia Foster deliberately put on a stern face and tugged at Felix Shaw, "Get up, why is a grown man crying!"

"No, I won’t let you go!" Felix Shaw held Mia Foster even tighter, like a child throwing a tantrum, then lifted his handsome face, looking at Mia Foster with reddened eyes but forcing a smile. "Mia, don’t go, okay? I promise to be more careful in the future. If you don’t trust me," At this, Felix Shaw guided Mia Foster’s hand that was hanging by her side to him.

"Just put a lock on it, even if a woman wants to seduce me, she won’t be able to..."

Looking at Felix Shaw’s pitiful and pleading demeanor, Mia Foster was both angry and amused, but mostly she felt sorry for him. This man appeared carefree and unrestrained, but in fact, he lacked a sense of security.

A tear rolled down from the corner of Mia Foster’s eye, and she lamented, "Felix Shaw, I must owe you from a past life..."

Even though he committed such a big mistake, she couldn’t bear to leave him.

Hearing Mia Foster say this, Felix Shaw immediately showed delight, "Honey, you’re not leaving?"

"Yes," Mia Foster said resolutely with one word.

Felix Shaw...

Incredulously furrowed his handsome brows, "Mia?"

"Let go quickly, or I’ll miss the flight." Mia Foster impatiently tugged at the man holding her tightly, Felix Shaw belatedly realized, "Catching a flight? Honey, you’re not leaving home?"

"From now on, behave and don’t make me angry, and I won’t go." Mia Foster intentionally put on a stern face, and Felix Shaw smiled, his peach blossom eyes curving like crescent moons.

He raised two fingers to make a pledge, "Honey, I promise, from now on, I will follow your lead in everything. I’ll do whatever you say, listen to what you say, and promise not to make you angry."

"Alright then, let go, I need to go to the airport." Mia Foster didn’t want to dally with him, "On a business trip? I’ll drive you." Felix Shaw volunteered, and proactively grabbed Mia Foster’s suitcase and headed toward the door.

Driving Mia Foster to the airport, during the wait, he bought coffee and snacks, watching Mia Foster enter security before leaving.

On the way back, Felix received a call from Elizabeth White. Initially, he didn’t want to answer, but curiosity about whatever game Elizabeth was playing prompted him to pick up. The moment it connected, Elizabeth bluntly stated that if he wanted the video back, he should give her twenty million.

Hearing this from Elizabeth, Felix coldly laughed, "If you want money, go find my wife. The finances at home are now under her control!"

Had Mia not told him not to get involved, he would have loved to ruin her instantly.

However, at this point, Elizabeth’s disdain had already led to her ruin. Since she posted the video online, many reporters had been constantly calling her agency. Elizabeth’s reckless behavior, disregarding her own and the company’s image, had caused a significant negative impact on the company. Already a second-tier artist, the company decided to blacklist her.