At the dining table, two people sat side by side, Mia Foster focused on her food, somewhat afraid to look at Felix Shaw's face.
Just a moment ago they...
She even felt her face burning at the thought, she wasn't promiscuous but a few times they almost had an unintended fling.
Felix Shaw ate his food, his handsome face showing no emotion. In fact, people who knew him understood that he was usually in a bad mood when serious.
He had really lost his mind earlier. If it weren't for the aunt knocking on the door in time, he would have almost touched this woman.
He wasn't a saint, but he had promised Elizabeth White, that he wouldn't touch another woman while they were together.
It wasn't that he was loyal, perhaps there was a stubbornness deep in his heart. Over the years, though he had been with many women, he did not have the habit of straddling two boats at once.
Every time he fancied another woman, he would cleanly break it off with the previous one.
