"I know," Felix Shaw had already lifted his handsome face, with his chin resting on Mia Foster's shoulder while looking forward, his eyebrows knitted tightly, his peach-blossom eyes still tinged with red, hugging Mia Foster tightly with both hands, he sighed and said, "Mia Foster, let's get married. I want to have a family. Maybe in your eyes, I'm not mature enough... but, I want to have a home, a home of my own..." No longer wanting to live in that perverted house, no longer wanting to face those family members that made him feel uneasy.
"Felix, once we're married you're not allowed to be unfaithful, you can't have entanglements with other women," Mia Foster said, and Felix Shaw buried his handsome face into her shoulder nook again, "Mia Foster, I want to have a home..."
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