Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 683 - 679, I’ll wash it for you

The corners of his lips unconsciously curved upwards, Felix Shaw looked towards the direction of the bathroom door and said, "I’ve been busy lately, can’t get away from work, I’ll have time after this busy period."

"What busy or not busy, that’s just an excuse, you’re just brushing me off, you really don’t miss her, despite how much she misses you..."

"Alright, hanging up." Before Elizabeth White could continue to act spoiled, Felix Shaw hung up the phone, his smile deepening, then he typed a WeChat message.

...Can’t talk on the phone right now, will visit you after I’m done with this busy period...

The reason he deliberately returned the call was to let Mia Foster hear it, worried that she would find out about Elizabeth White’s existence. With the recent incident involving Frances, Felix Shaw was aware that Mia Foster was not like the other women he interacted with. Such a tricky situation was resolved within just a day, even though he didn’t know how she managed it, he knew Mia Foster was a capable woman.

Being able to handle herself exceptionally well in the cutthroat business world, let alone dealing with a fragile woman like Elizabeth White.

After sending the WeChat message, just as the hotel service delivered the late-night snack, he gave a tip and went to the bathroom door, "Mia, the late-night snack is here, stop washing up, it won’t taste good cold."

"Okay, I’ll be right out."

Leaning back in the bathtub, Mia Foster didn’t feel like bathing at all, she hadn’t even washed her hair, even though Felix Shaw had considerately prepared the bathwater for her. But Felix Shaw’s consideration, if thought about differently, could also be seen as a subtle way of avoiding her.

They were fiancé and fiancée, bathing together was the most normal thing. But he was always like this, chivalrous and considerate, considerate to the point where she couldn’t find fault with it.

Stepping out of the tub, Mia Foster wiped herself down with a towel and slipped on her clothes directly, calming her emotions before exiting the bathroom, and then pulling the door open to walk out.

"That was fast, I’m just getting hungry." Mia Foster said while walking towards the sofa, seeing her attire and neatly tied-up hair, Felix Shaw frowned, "Didn’t you take a bath?"

Just as Mia Foster was about to pick up the chopsticks, she let out a puzzled "Huh?" at Felix Shaw’s question. The chopsticks she barely touched had fallen onto the carpet. Picking them up in a hurry, she wiped them with a napkin while laughing, "I did,"

"Why is your hair still dry?"

Felix Shaw stood opposite her, hands in the pockets of his trousers, looking somewhat stern with his brows furrowed.

Looking at him, Mia Foster didn’t react much, but this demeanor of Felix Shaw actually made her heart flutter. He was like a man who truly cared about his girlfriend, a bit domineering, but she liked it.

Felix Shaw sighed, sat down beside Mia Foster, handed her the new pair of chopsticks, and took the ones that fell on the carpet. He placed a serving of rice in front of Mia Foster and said, "Eat your late-night snack first. When you’re done, I’ll help you wash it."

"Okay..." Mia Foster’s heart kept tumbling because of Felix Shaw’s words, throughout the late-night meal, the normally generous woman could barely bring herself to look at Felix Shaw.

After finishing the late-night snack, Felix Shaw pulled Mia Foster to her feet, "Let’s go, I’ll help you wash your hair."

"No need, it’ll have to be dried afterward, it’s a hassle,"

Mia Foster was clearly coy, washing her hair meant... stripping down?

"What’s the hassle? You don’t have to do anything!" Maybe it was because of the call from Elizabeth White just now, he felt a bit... guilty, Felix Shaw was rarely this assertive and considerate, but he told himself it was because she helped him win quite a bit of money tonight, and she had also been scared at the nightclub.