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?”

certificate, legally making them the closest of kin, this fact couldn’t cover up the fact that they were meeting for the first

“Not at all.”

all, it had been years since Xaviera had met someone like Caleb

unique.” This was

“Unique?”

as

A confession?

learned in her twenty-three years of life, Xaviera couldn’t fathom how Caleb could link the word ‘unique’ with

her head, “I didn’t confess;

hid none of

who had grown accustomed to bitterness were incredibly

cutting off Caleb’s fingers and taking them

it some kind of hand

Xaviera went straight upstairs first. Because she didn’t look back, she didn’t see Caleb’s speechless

really going to share

on the coffee table, rang incessantly. Xaviera picked it up and

as the call connected, Moore Mamet’s anxious and malicious

dead, Xaviera? You

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

Tell me

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 be able to adapt? Will you beg for mercy like a dog, asking me to give

Xaviera

countryside was far better than it was

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