Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Veiled Confession

Caleb Mamet had a handsome face.

Under his thick black eyebrows were a pair of alluring, upturned cherry blossom eyes. When he squinted at someone, it was easy to feel a sense of depth in his gaze.

It was a pity that with such good looks, he just had to open his mouth; the words he spoke always made people unhappy.

Xaviera Evans rolled her eyes, ignoring Caleb’s discussion about whether it was easy to support her or not, and went straight to the dining room.

Ten minutes later, the delicate dishes were served one by one.

Xaviera tasted a bite, and it was the familiar bitterness.

In front of her, Caleb held his chopsticks, his fingers with distinct knuckles were like works of art.

Noticing that Xaviera’s gaze remained on his hand, Caleb spoke without lifting his head, “Can you eat just by looking at my hand?”

Xaviera confidently replied, “Just looking isn’t enough, I must kiss it to be satisfied.”

Caleb: “…”

He underestimated this woman’s thick skin.

Grabbing a napkin, Caleb slowly wiped his mouth, “I’m curious, Miss Evans, are you this bold with everyone?”

a marriage certificate, legally making them the closest of kin, this fact couldn’t cover up the

“Not at all.”

Xaviera had met someone like Caleb who could let

was Xaviera’s evaluation of

“Unique?”

eyebrows and eyes were filled with laughter, his handsome face as pleasing as a

A confession?

Xaviera couldn’t fathom how Caleb could link the word ‘unique’ with

didn’t confess; I just like your

none

accustomed to bitterness were incredibly tempted by

wicked thought of cutting off

some

Because she didn’t look

going to share a

third-floor bedroom, her phone, previously tossed on the coffee table, rang incessantly. Xaviera picked it up and glanced at the caller

call connected, Moore Mamet’s anxious and malicious

you dead, Xaviera? You didn’t answer the

continued self-righteously, “Even though I want you to die quickly and accompany my unborn son, I don’t want to make it so easy for you to die. I want to torture you, make you unable to live or die, and make you know the consequences of messing with the Mamet

Tell me

you? You believe that I can make it so you don’t get a penny? Isn’t life in the countryside difficult? Especially for someone like you who has enjoyed the life of the rich. If I throw you back there, will you still

thought, Xaviera

the countryside was far better than

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