Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

44 Chapter 44: Inescapable

Caleb Mamet saw that the doctor was not speaking, and suddenly took a step forward: “Speak up! What happened to Xaviera Evans?” N

The family doctor was startled and handed over the diagnosis report with a tremble: “Madam’s body has no problems, it’s just… she got drunk. Madam has alcohol intolerance, and even a small amount of alcoholic beverages can make her pass out.”

Drunk?

Caleb blinked, not quite grasping the situation.

Just then, the test results of the unknown liquid sent for testing came out, confirming it was alcohol.

Caleb let out a sigh of relief and began looking for the culprit: “Why was there alcohol in Madam’s room?”

The servants looked at each other, and finally pushed out a timid young girl who answered: “I’m sorry, Mr. Mamet. It was our mistake. We accidentally sent the alcohol intended for you to Madam’s room.”

This was a mistake made due to staff changes. Caleb

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rubbed his forehead and signaled the housekeeper to handle it, then stepped into the master bedroom on

the third floor.

The housekeeper sent the family doctor away and quickly arranged for the servants to make

hangover–cure soup.

He recalled Caleb’s panicked expression when he brought her out, and sighed. He had just been promoted and originally thought that Mr. and Mrs. Mamet living in separate rooms meant they had a strained relationship.

pulled up a chair and sat down, carefully observing Xaviera. He rarely saw her so peaceful, and her spirited brows and eyes showed a hint of softness. Perhaps it was due to the alcohol, her red lips were crystal clear and looked

divert his eyes, and then

probably from hitting the edge of the coffee table when she fell from being drunk. However, her skin was too white, making the small bruise very

piece of the milky–white ointment, rubbed it in his palm,

better absorbed.

importantly, Xaviera was currently unconscious, and she might forget everything he had done when she woke

was too much

poked Xaviera with his ointment–covered finger: “St*pid woman, do you know who I am? I’m your husband, your legally–married husband, remember

was drunk, not unconscious.

ointment touched her

the after–effects of the alcohol were still wreaking havoc in

eyes and

was startled: “You… You’re

at him

gaze away guiltily, and the next second, he looked back confidently: “What’s the matter? Am I wrong? I’m your legally–married husband, you

Caleb seemed very much like a

countryside when she was a child, just as proud

“Meow.”

alcohol eroding her rationality, Xaviera carelessly hugged Caleb’s head and rubbed it. His hair was short and hard, not very pleasant to touch, but it was enough for

pleasure.

“Meow?”

hand away from his head. “I treat you as my wife, and

and slapping Caleb’s head: “Stinky cat, how are you talking

Caleb: “”