Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

43 Chapter 43: The Strangely Cute

After Steve Price dealt with the thugs, he saw the two people standing at the door, staring at each other and asked tentatively, “Mr. Evans, where are we going

now? Shall we go to a restaurant to celebrate the

birthday?” The last sentence was addressed to Xaviera

Evans.

He couldn’t believe that she could still be indifferent

even after being reminded like this.

As it turned out, Xaviera Evans was not only indifferent but also yawned rudely. She was in a hurry to make Mortimer’s birthday present last night and almost didn’t sleep. Now the drowsiness was surging, and she wanted nothing more than to dive into bed

and sleep him through what seemed like forever.

“I’m not going to eat. You guys can go by yourselves. I need to go back and sleep.”

Xaviera yawned as she walked out, passing Caleb

Mamet, who grabbed her by the arm, “No eating, there’s nothing good to eat, let’s go home together.”

Thinking of the messy drafts and all sorts of

equipment that had not been cleaned up in the master bedroom on the third floor, Caleb could guess that Xaviera had hardly closed her eyes last night.

Without saying a word, he pulled Xaviera out and left Steve Price standing there dumbfounded.

In the car.

side, staring out the window, not knowing what to think. There was

as Caleb slowly moved closer to

and now with the invasion of Caleb’s breath inch by inch, she lost what little

mobile phone screen, “Did

make this?”

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sent it to you as a birthday present. Don’t

finger on his

both their birthdays. Mortimer was given a personally designed and crafted cufflink, while he received a random stick figure waving

it? If it wasn’t for this familiar stick figure, he wouldn’t

“It’s okay.”

end, Caleb gave

nodded and didn’t pry

his heart, no wonder Mr. Evans is in such a good mood. It turned out

and didn’t care for the heartbroken assistant in front who leaned lazily on

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of the villa that Xaviera let out a heavy sigh. She didn’t know why, but she felt that Caleb was strange today. He spoke more than usual, and his mood was better

it be that celebrating a birthday added some special

changed her shoes, lost in thought,

returned to the third floor

With that in mind, she quickly opened her phone to send Mortimer a

the third floor. This woman still hadn’t discovered his identity. What should he do? He

it, thank you. I like the

go

of

saw Mortimer’s reply and completely let her worries. She picked up a cup of coffee from the table and took a sip, but after taking

the cup in confusion. Why was there alcohol in her room?

to the floor,