Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 41

41 Chapter 41: Losing the Vest

When Xaviera found out that today was also Caleb’s

birthday, her first reaction was, “What does this have

to do with me?” Her second reaction was, “Should I

also get him a birthday gift? After all, she still relied on

Caleb to taste food.”@

With that thought, she took a taxi to the nearest

internet cafe.

Meanwhile, Caleb sat on the sofa in his apartment, frowning as he examined the gift Black Tide had sent

him.

A silver cuff and a greeting card.

On the card was written: “Happy Birthday.” The signature appeared to be from Black Tide, the handwriting erratic and flamboyant.

Caleb put the card aside and picked up the silver cuff. Intricate patterns covered its surface, which upon closer inspection, resembled a coiled five–clawed golden dragon. At the dragon’s eye was embedded a secretive and radiant obsidian. The more he looked at it, the more alive the dragon seemed, evoking a sense

of soaring through the clouds and mist.

Caleb rubbed his brows.

the cuff was beautiful, it was too ostentatious, more suitable for someone in their

past, Black Tide had always sent him a stickman waving

gift this year? Perhaps it was because he had asked too many

help but think of Xaviera. Black Tide would only ask a few questions and knew how to express gratitude through a gift, but what about Xaviera? She clearly still needed his help to treat her bitter taste disorder, but there

her life!

“Ding.”

new email notification pulled Caleb out of his negative thoughts. He clicked it open and saw the enormous words:

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text: “Wishing you happiness every day, and may all your wishes

true!”

message when he

“Xaviera.”

Caleb: “…”

message

and sincere.

did Xaviera think an email would

Caleb tried to ignore his rising smile and continued scrolling down

it opened a familiar “Happy Birthday” song, with a colorful stickman in the center waving a glow stick

at the familiar stickman,

Tide sent to him every year? Various emotions crossed Caleb’s eyes as he grabbed his car keys and returned to

C

Xaviera’s tools were still in the corner, and after searching through each item, he finally found a stack of design drafts that had been heavily revised at the bottom, matching the cuff design he had

“Heh.”

his laughter

Tide… Xaviera… So Black Tide

Xaviera was Black Tide.

their

turn out to be

fate.

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