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?”

are you, that I should

“Xaviera!”

like a Miss Evans? You speak with veiled threats, as if someone has wronged you. You should know it’s you who

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

“What do you mean?”

“Ding.”

door closed, she suddenly seemed lost in thought, glancing at Moore: “In fact, the truth is not really important to you, is it? It’s just a

Moore really like

Not necessarily.

…

Her first reaction was that that bitch Xaviera

bump into Mr. Evans, who had just entered the

her away: “What’s the hurry? You

Look how she’s

didn’t bully me… I’m just so

front of Mr. Evans and Rose: “Dad, Mom, I’m sorry, I

were still confused, Moore pushed open

in the room, he frowned in disapproval: “Mag, you’ve just had surgery. Why aren’t you resting in bed? What are you doing

Evans and Rose quickly came to their senses: “Exactly, what can’t be talked about calmly? Why are you kneeling on

Mom,

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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