Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 4: Chapter 4: The Sweet One

After Caleb’s reminder, Xaviera realized that she still didn’t know the name of her marriage partner.

She wanted to ask Caleb directly, but he gave her a glance, telling her to look at the marriage certificate herself.

Xaviera: “…”

She pushed the mint candy to one side of her mouth, creating a round bulge on her right cheek. At the same time, she reached into her backpack to search for the marriage certificate she had stuffed somewhere. As she rummaged, she said, “Actually, no matter who you are, after I settle the Evans family matters and transfer the shares to you, we can…”

Before she could finish, a hard yet warm object poked at her lips, silencing her mid-sentence.

Xaviera: “???”

Caleb: “!!!”

The surprise happened in an instant.

Caleb swore he was just curious about the bulge on Xaviera’s cheek and wanted to poke it unconsciously. However, she turned her head unexpectedly, causing his finger to press directly on her lips!

The soft and warm touch made Caleb’s heart tingle. He quickly withdrew his finger and rubbed it on his knee as if trying to get rid of the prickling sensation.

As the tingling feeling slowly faded, Caleb furrowed his brows, recalling what Xaviera had just said. Before he could speak, he heard an excited female voice.

Your fingers are

meeting Xaviera’s sparkling eyes. Her pink tongue quickly licked her lips, and if Caleb saw correctly, she licked the

body stiffened instantly, “Wha-,

your fingers

and collected around Caleb. After all, not many women dared to boldly ask a stranger to marry them on the spot at the civil affairs office or defiantly

the composed Xaviera he remembered was like an elementary school student who received an award, her eyes

Xaviera suffered from an

tasted the

bitter, meals were

now, she had tasted sweetness on Caleb’s fingertip,

weren’t for the fact that she was unfamiliar with Caleb, Xaviera really wanted to take another lick

reluctance to look away somehow gave Caleb the impression of a dog

atmosphere: “What were you trying to tell me just

was she trying to

sweet taste on her lips faded, and the familiar bitterness

thinking as she flipped through the marriage certificate. She never intended

the situation

man on the marriage certificate.

Wait a minute…

of something. She looked up and, relying on her excellent vision, clearly saw the name of the residential

Lowen Clubhouse.

buy a property. Those who lived here were either