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.

fingers are

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

body stiffened instantly, “Wha-, what’s

your fingers are

women dared to boldly ask a stranger to

he remembered was like an elementary school student who received an award, her eyes as bright as stars and

time ago, Xaviera suffered

the

bitter, meals were bitter,

had tasted sweetness on Caleb’s fingertip, and she swore

really wanted to take another lick

away somehow gave Caleb the impression of a dog eyeing a

trying to break the strange atmosphere: “What were you trying to tell

she trying to say? Divorce,

sweet taste on her lips faded, and

thinking as she flipped through the marriage certificate. She never intended to really marry Moore, or the man in front of her,

the situation was

the name of the man on the marriage certificate. Caleb?

Wait a minute…

Xaviera thought of something. She looked up and, relying on her

Lowen Clubhouse.

where even the rich can’t buy a property. Those who lived here were