As expected, when Mia Foster finished speaking, Sophie Foster put the juice cup back heavily, "He is certainly not my man, who knows which woman’s arms he is in now!"
"What? Having a tiff?" Mia Foster asked with a smile, Sophie Foster was young and didn’t know how to hide her emotions, her face openly displaying her feelings, "Tell me, what did Nicholas Croft do to upset you?"
"Don’t mention it!" Sophie Foster rested her face in one hand, distorting one side of her face, while stabbing her food with a fork in the other hand, looking sullen, "Nicholas Croft went on a blind date."
"What did you say?" Mia Foster thought she heard wrong, her brows furrowed in disbelief, only to see Sophie Foster looking indignant, "He said he was just going through the motions, hmph! Who knows what he’s really planning!" She finished angrily, slamming the fork onto the table, causing quite a commotion, drawing the attention of diners at the next table.
Mia Foster nodded apologetically to the next table, then asked, "Whose daughter is it? Do you know her?"
Even mentioning that woman made Sophie Foster angry, picking just about anyone else to go through the motions with would have been better than that vixen!
"I don’t know, who knows what kind of cheap woman she is!" thinking Sophie Foster was just jealous, Mia Foster didn’t think much of it and gently coaxed her, saying, "Nicholas Croft dotes on you so much, maybe he just couldn’t refuse and went just to show face..."
"But why did he have to go on a blind date with her!?" Sophie Foster was obviously agitated, stopping midway through her sentence, her eyes flickering briefly. She licked her lips after noticing the glances from the surrounding patrons and resumed her downcast demeanor, "Mia, I’m upset, I want to drink."
...
In the dimly lit bar, the two women chose a secluded booth. As soon as they sat down, Sophie Foster boldly ordered two pitchers of beer.
The waiter opened all the beers, and Sophie Foster lifted a bottle, "Mia, come on, let’s drink together, we can be happy and carefree without men!"
"Right, we can be just as happy without men!" Mia Foster clinked her beer with Sophie Foster’s, and the two women took a few gulps from their bottles.
While drinking, Sophie Foster poured out her feelings to Mia Foster, mentioning how she had been by Nicholas Croft’s side for over half a year without ever meeting his family... Although Nicholas Croft was kind to her, he had never made any promises...
Thinking about her own married life, Mia Foster also felt heavily oppressed.
Felix Shaw was very good to her and caring, occasionally inviting her to have lunch together, but she always felt his kindness was more like gratitude for helping him solve his family problems.
He had said more than once to give him a bit more time. It’s already been almost a month, and he had never touched her...
The two pitchers of beer were mostly empty, and both women were slightly tipsy. Alcohol can weaken one’s nerves, and after a few bottles of beer, Mia Foster also began to voice her complaints,
"...I’ve realized... men... there’s not a single good one! Felix and I have been married for so long... he still refuses to touch me, ugh!"
"What did you say?" Sophie Foster moved closer with her beer bottle, her speech somewhat slurred, her heavily made-up face also showing a flush, "Felix Shaw refuses to touch you? You’ve been engaged for so long and haven’t done it?"
"Only once..." Mia Foster held up a finger to Sophie Foster, "that was when I found out his father had another woman outside..."
"Oh, so he was looking for a way to vent..." Sophie Foster, like an old driver, started analyzing for Mia Foster, "You’re just his fiancée after all... Many men are like that, when Nicholas Croft is upset, he also keeps doing it..."