Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Actively Admitting Mistakes

Ten minutes later, Xaviera pushed open the door to the hospital room.

Upon entering, Rose Campbell immediately rushed into the room, and Mr. Evans followed a step behind, his scrutinizing gaze falling on Xaviera: “You didn’t do anything to your sister, did you?”

“Worried, huh? If you’re so concerned, go check it yourself.”

Xaviera’s eyes sparkled with amusement, her tone barely concealing her delight: “Rest assured, even murderers have the chance to surrender to the authorities. I won’t beat all of you guys to death in one fell swoop.” It was merely a matter of making a choice.

Her words were cryptic, and Mr. Evans frowned discontentedly: “What’s become of you since I last saw you? And what is this marriage you mentioned over the phone…?”

Xaviera hooked onto a profound smile: “You’ll find out eventually.”

With that, she ignored Mr. Evans’ probing gaze and pressed the elevator button, ready to call a car to go home.

“Xaviera!”

Just then, a man’s voice sounded from behind.

For whatever reason, the elevator was taking its time coming down. Xaviera turned around impatiently: “What is it?”

Moore Mamet spoke up unhappily: “What kind of attitude is that?”

that I should treat

“Xaviera!”

yourself! Do you look anything like a Miss Evans? You speak with veiled threats, as if someone has wronged you. You should know it’s you who caused Mag to miscarry, not us

too much. Go see Mag, and you’ll know how st* pid your

“What do you mean?”

“Ding.”

seemed lost in thought, glancing at Moore: “In fact, the truth is not really important to you, is

Moore really like

Not necessarily.

…

entered, she saw Mag crying. Her

bump into Mr. Evans, who had just entered the

pushed her away: “What’s the

bullied Mag! Look how she’s

that… Big sister didn’t bully me… I’m just so

in front of Mr. Evans and Rose: “Dad, Mom,

Evans and Rose were still confused, Moore pushed open the door to the

the scene in the room, he frowned in disapproval: “Mag, you’ve just had surgery. Why aren’t you resting

came to their senses: “Exactly, what can’t be talked about calmly? Why

guilty. Mom, Dad, just let me kneel,

on Moore’s hand, tears streaming down her face as she thought of what was about to come: “I’m sorry, Moore, I wasn’t pregnant. I

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