Steven was originally standing politely to the side, but seeing Felix Shaw’s action, he suddenly stepped forward, "Mia, what did this gentleman call you?"
Steven doesn’t understand much Chinese, but he can understand so simple terms. If he didn’t hear it wrong just now, this gentleman called Mia "wife," which ans Mrs.
Mia Foster pushed away the clinging man while laughing and explained to Steven, "He’s drunk, so he mistook for his wife."
After saying that, she quickly said goodbye, then rolled up the car window and drove off swiftly.
In the car, the man sitting in the passenger seat furrowed his handso brows slightly, leaned quietly against the seat, and stopped making a fuss.
Mia hadn’t planned to take Felix Shaw in, but since he was so drunk now, she had no way to send him to a hotel alone. She had no choice but to take Felix back to her place, putting his arm around her neck and supporting him up the stairs while constantly saying "Be careful."
Luckily Felix Shaw wasn’t too heavy; although his whole body leaned against her, Mia could bear the weight.
After settling Felix Shaw into a guest room and onto the bed, Mia moved her aching shoulders and breathed heavily, looking disapprovingly at the man who was fast asleep, wrinkling her nose in dissatisfaction, and said viciously, "Jerk, actually daring to slap my butt, should’ve just left you and thrown you on the street!"
Despite saying this, after a brief rest, Mia still ca over to help Felix Shaw remove his leather shoes and suit. While untying his bow tie, she couldn’t help but grumble, "Who do you think you are wearing a bow tie, you’re not a Western man."
Felix Shaw resisted the urge to crush this nagging man under him and give him a good thrashing.
Complaining about him wearing a bow tie, wasn’t that foreign guy the sa!
After setting Felix Shaw’s suit aside, Mia sighed, pulled a thin blanket over him, and muttered to herself, "I’ll put up with you for one night, find your own hotel tomorrow."
When Mia turned off the lights and left the room, the man on the bed opened his eyes, looking in the direction of the door, with a smug smile on his lips.
Finally managed to stay, does this count as a good start?
Throwing off the thin blanket, Felix Shaw sat up. Although he drank quite a bit of red wine, its alcohol content couldn’t compare to strong liquor. Back ho, socializing involved downing full glasses of white liquor; just a bottle of red wine wasn’t enough to take him down.
Leisurely unbuttoning his shirt, then unbuckling his belt, Felix let his clothes fall to the floor, lay back on the bed, grabbed the blanket, and sniffed it, as if it carried Mia Foster’s scent.
Closing his eyes in satisfaction, but then suddenly opened them again.
His eyes narrowed suspiciously; Felix Shaw imdiately beca alert. That foreigner in the restaurant couldn’t possibly be interested in his woman, could he? Otherwise, why be so enthusiastic? They didn’t know each other...
This possessive man was now on high alert, seeing every man around Mia Foster as a rival, even the male bugs weren’t allowed near his woman.
His eyes narrowed again in determination, it seed he needed to warn his woman tomorrow, otherwise who knows when she might put a colored hat on him, then it might not co off easily.
Having made up his mind, Felix Shaw finally allowed himself to sleep, feeling like he’s taken a successful first step, with a smile curling at his lips as he drifted to sleep.
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