Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 886 - 882: Refusing to Answer the Call

Foreigners admire thriftiness, and a Western meal is already a sumptuous feast for them. However, Steven made a special effort to take Mia Foster to a Chinese restaurant for the celebration and even understood the traditional Chinese six-six harmony...

"Thank you, Steven." Mia Foster raised her glass of water. Although they weren’t very close, he was so considerate, which touched her more than some people did.

Steven also raised his glass of water, clinked it with Mia Foster’s, and said, "Happy New Year."

"Thank you," Mia Foster put down her glass, picked up the chopsticks, and skillfully picked up the food. Steven wasn’t very good with chopsticks, so he held them like a sword in one hand, while in the other hand, he used a metal spoon to scoop the food into the spoon before delivering it to his mouth.

Watching Steven’s curious way of eating, Mia Foster slightly curved her lips.

"Mia, take your time eating. I also ordered a plate of dumplings." When they were almost done eating, Steven reminded her. Hearing the word dumplings made Mia startle for a moment before she reacted and smiled in gratitude, but Steven said, "We are friends, no need to be so polite. The owner here told me that in your country, you must eat dumplings during celebrations!"

Mia Foster curved her lips again, said nothing, and just as a plate of dumplings was brought to the table by the server, her phone rang from her purse.

Apologetically nodding to Steven, Mia Foster opened her bag, took out her phone, and stared at the string of numbers on the screen for a long time without answering.

"Mia, why not answer the phone?" Steven asked curiously. Mia Foster took a deep breath, hit decline, placed the phone on the table, and smiled, saying, "Wrong number."

Steven looked curiously at the phone left by Mia on the side but did not continue the topic. He kindly reminded her, "Mia, I checked online, dumplings are best eaten hot for the perfect taste, hurry up and eat them, they won’t taste as good cold."

"Thank you," Mia Foster thanked him with a smile, accustomed to being polite with people she’s not very familiar with. Steven sighed helplessly and frowned, "Mia, I’ve always thought of you as a friend. It feels distant when you keep saying thank you, and it makes me uncomfortable." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Having no choice, foreign friends are just direct that way. Mia Foster could only smile and said nothing more.

Just after picking up a dumpling, the phone beside her rang again. Seeing it was still Felix Shaw’s number, Mia Foster directly put the phone on silent, then flipped it over.

...

Felix Shaw held a suitcase in one hand and a phone in the other. The ringtone rang for a long time with no one answering.

Having given notice beforehand, Mia Foster knew he would come at this time. Standing in front of the small villa, looking at the sparse vehicles on the street, Felix Shaw frowned handsomely.

Knowing the automatic hang-up occurred without being answered.

Pressed the doorbell again, still no response, called Mia Foster again, same as before, no answer.

After getting off the flight and taking a cab, having stayed up all night yesterday, Felix Shaw was quite tired and really wanted to find a place to soak in a hot bath and have a good rest.

Putting away his phone, Felix Shaw sighed heavily, looked at the passing vehicles, thought for a moment, then stood by the roadside with his suitcase to hail a cab.

Finally, a private car stopped in front of him. After some communication, the driver agreed to give Felix Shaw a ride, of course, for a fee—and not a low one.

After the private car drove Felix Shaw to the back gate of the villa where Mia Foster lived, it left. Felix pulled his suitcase up to the iron gate, lifted his suitcase over, then followed, just as familiar as before, slipping inside to the interior. He opened the back door, brought the suitcase in, then went upstairs heading to his previously occupied room.