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.

panicked expression when he brought her out, and sighed. He had just been promoted and originally thought that Mr. and

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

divert his eyes, and then looked at the bruise

probably from hitting the edge of the coffee table when she fell from being drunk.

the ointment left by the doctor at the bedside. He took a small piece of the milky–white ointment, rubbed it in his palm, and carefully applied it to her forehead. He gently massaged it in circles, helping the ointment to

better absorbed.

tasks of serving people? Most importantly, Xaviera was currently unconscious, and she might forget

was too much of a

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

drunk, not unconscious.

ointment touched

havoc in her mind, making it difficult for her to

suddenly struggle to open her eyes and grabbed his hand that was causing chaos

startled:

stared straight at

back confidently: “What’s the matter? Am I wrong? I’m your legally–married husband, you

this moment, Caleb seemed very

countryside when she was a

“Meow.”

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

pleasure.

“Meow?”

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

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

Caleb: “”