Mia Foster's steps faltered as she descended the stairs. She hadn't expected Felix Shaw to show up here. Earlier, the secretary had informed her that a man claimed to be her husband, and she thought it was a scammer, dismissing him without a second thought. She hadn't realized it was Felix who had tracked her down here.
"Mia," Felix Shaw slowly walked over. He wore a pure white shirt paired with light-colored casual pants, sitting on the stairs with the wind in his hair, his short hair messily draped across his forehead. His handsome brows were tightly furrowed, lacking the usual nonchalance. His peachy eyes held an inexplicable emotion. In just a short week, he had noticeably lost weight, his eyes were sunken, and the contours of his handsome face had become more defined.
Standing before Mia, Felix curled his lips and said, "I'm here."
