Hearing Frances's voice, Felix Shaw frowned impatiently, just about to speak, he felt he shouldn't interrupt and was about to hang up, but on the other side, Frances didn't give him a chance to speak and dropped a bombshell right away.
"...I'm pregnant, three months along, I'm in City T, I want to meet with you,"
"What does your pregnancy have to do with me!"
Out of impatience, Felix Shaw forgot about the presence of Mia Foster for a moment, and shouted in displeasure. After shouting, he belatedly turned to look at Mia Foster, met her calm gaze, licked his lips, and stammered, "Uh, I'm a bit busy right now, can't get away, let's talk about it tomorrow..."
The palm of his hand grew warm from the phone snatched by Mia Foster and held to her own ear, her tone serious without any excess emotion.
"Miss, what does your being pregnant have to do with my fiancé?"
