Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Company secretary:

She nervously replied, “Perhaps it’s the gossip between girls? Like when we talk with our friends, we tend to lose track of time.”

Caleb coldly said, “But even if you forget about time, there’s no need for a two-hour call, is there? Aren’t you afraid of wearing your mouth out?”

Two hours… That is indeed a bit long.

The secretary suddenly thought of a possibility and cautiously said, “Mr. Caleb Mamet, are you sure that the person was really on the phone? There’s another possibility that person might have blocked you.”

But, would anyone block Mr. Caleb Mamet?

Having said that, the secretary felt that her guess might be wrong. She wanted to add something but noticed that Caleb’s face had turned livid.

Secretary:

Caleb was unable to contain his anger. Good for Xaviera Evans, daring to block him! And Steve Price, that stupid man said Xaviera was on a call with someone else, all misinformation!

“Go, tell Steve Price that his bonus is canceled this month!” Secretary:

Is this the legendary misplaced anger? Poor assistant.

On the other hand, Xaviera waited for Caleb in the villa until nine o’clock in the evening. Her stomach was growling with hunger, but that bastard Caleb was still not back!

Unable to hold back, she confirmed with the housekeeper, “Housekeeper, are you sure Caleb is coming back today?”

The housekeeper uncertainly replied, “When I called Mr. Mamet earlier, he said he would be back, but it’s indeed late now. Mrs. Mamet, are you hungry? Shall I have the kitchen prepare something for you? Or deal with the things you brought back?”

Xaviera sighed, “No need, I’ll wait for him to come back.”

If Caleb doesn’t return, what’s the point of eating? She couldn’t taste anything anyway.

When it was nine-thirty, Xaviera couldn’t help herself and took out her phone to call Caleb. Good, the call went through, meaning Caleb didn’t block her.

As time went on, she couldn’t help but wonder if Caleb had found out that she blocked him. But the phone was able to connect now… If it were Caleb’s character, he would probably block her in retaliation if he found out she blocked him.

Soon, the call connected, and the faint sound of the man’s breathing came through the phone.

Xaviera asked stiffly, “Caleb?”

Caleb’s voice was cold, “Hmm.”

Xaviera: “It’s almost ten o’clock, you told the housekeeper you’d be back for dinner. Where are you? Why aren’t you back yet?”

Caleb snorted, “I didn’t finish my work; I can’t go back.”

Xaviera heard this and knew that Caleb, the bastard, was having a temper with her again.

“Does Mrs. Mamet need something? If not, I’ll continue working.”

“Wait.”

Xaviera took several deep breaths and waved at the housekeeper to move further away before gritting her teeth and calling Caleb, “Caleb!”

There was a slight pause in Caleb’s breathing on the other end of the line.

Xaviera’s eyes lit up, as this trick seemed to work. She pressed on, “Caleb, when will you be home? I’m so hungry waiting for you!”

Caleb’s fingertips curled slightly, and he lowered his voice, “Fine, I’ll be back soon. ”

Xaviera: ‘

Bastard! Weren’t you just saying you had work to do!?

Twenty minutes later, when the door opened, Xaviera got up from the sofa and ran to Caleb to eagerly take off his coat, “Let me, let me.”

Caleb glanced at her, “Hungry?”

Xaviera nodded vigorously, “Hungry, starving!”

“Heh,” Caleb sneered, probably thinking that she was going to ask him for something and that’s why she changed her attitude.

The man leisurely went upstairs, “But I’m not hungry. Mrs. Mamet, if you’re hungry, go ahead and eat. I’ll take a shower upstairs.”

Obviously, he was being difficult.

Xaviera was more certain that Caleb was in a bad mood. The original idea of forcefully kissing him gradually faded away. She’d better not provoke the tiger. “Alright, you go take a shower, and we’ll have a good talk after you’re done.”

Caleb hesitated mid-step upstairs, and he looked back at her, “Does Mrs. Mamet need something from me?” This woman had a complete change of attitude compared to the daytime.

Xaviera’s expression stiffened. Although it could be considered asking, she wasn’t the only one benefiting from kissing, he was too.

She showed a formulaic smile, “No, we’re a married couple. Can’t I just show some concern? Be careful in the shower; don’t slip and fall.”

At a time like this, it didn’t sound like concern; it seemed more like a curse.

Caleb snorted internally, probably guessing that she wanted to use him to regain her sense of taste. Because only when she needed him would she be somewhat friendly to him..