Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

As she spoke, she seemingly inadvertently separated Caleb and Xaviera’s hands and squeezed in between them, looking at Xaviera with an innocent face, “Wow, how did you manage to have no pores on your face at all, Evans? Is it makeup? Unfortunately, I’m too clumsy for it, and I can’t put on makeup well, so I can only go out with a bare face. Can you teach me how to put on makeup when you have time?

Xaviera: ‘

Green tea? Compliments mixed with mockery? This move is high-level.

Xaviera was about to speak with a smile when she noticed Caleb beside her move slightly, “Did you put on makeup? How come I didn’t notice?” From the servant knocking on the door to them getting ready to go out, it took less than ten minutes. How could Xaviera have put on makeup in that time? Didn’t she just wash her face in the bathroom and then come out?

Xaviera: ‘

Alright, no need for her to speak now. With one sentence, Caleb made Vita’s eyes turn red, she stepped back, and looked at Caleb incredulously, “Caleb, have you been living with Evans?

Caleb looked at her strangely, “Isn’t it normal for me to live with her?” Since Xaviera had arrived, he spent his first night in the master bedroom last night, and it was an unexpected stay, but there was no need to share such private matters with Vita.

Vita’s eyes reddened, and big tears fell down, “Caleb, do you blame me for not marrying you back then? But at that time…” She quickly glanced at Xaviera, her voice low, “I know that you have a new wife now, and I shouldn’t come and disturb, but I can’t control myself. I thought even if we didn’t end up together, we could still be friends.”

Neither Caleb nor Xaviera spoke, making the atmosphere awkward for a moment.

This was the first time Xaviera had seen anyone other than Mag exhibit their acting skills in front of her. If the timing weren’t so off, she would really want to give Mag a round of applause—this acting, this demeanor, these affectations, they were absolutely on par with Mag’s!

Caleb, without pity or sentiment, called the butler directly, “Escort the guest.”

The butler responded, Vita’s eyes reddened even more, dropping down like rain, “Caleb, are you going to drive me away? How can you treat me like this, just because you married her? But she’s clearly my substitute, what qualifications does she have… ‘

Xaviera didn’t agree with the term “substitute.” She and Caleb’s marriage was a mutual agreement.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to argue, suddenly— “Vita, stop it.”

A well-maintained, gentle-faced noblewoman entered the door with a smile, sighed, and looked at Xaviera with a hint of apology, “I’m sorry, Miss Evans, Vita was originally going to marry Caleb, and now they’ve become like this… Vita’s emotions are inevitably a bit agitated, please bear with her.”

Xaviera raised her eyebrow.

No wonder Vita was so affected, she had a similarly affected mother! Didn’t this family know how to speak properly? Did they have to make oblique remarks, sarcastic questions and statements about her, Mrs. Mamet’s, identity being picked up by chance?

Mrs. Coriell’s gaze was gentle, “Caleb, I’m sorry, originally, Janes and I wanted to come by ourselves, but we didn’t expect Vita to insist on coming when she heard the news… ‘

Caleb seemed disinterested, “Is that so?”

Although his tone was cold, Mrs. Coriell seemed not to notice. Either that, or perhaps Caleb’s naturally arrogant and superior demeanor made them feel nothing out of the ordinary.

On the other hand, Xaviera looked at Caleb with surprise, as if she found him very interesting. This expression, when it caught Mrs. Coriell’s eye, couldn’t help but elicit disdain. However, the words that came out were still gentle and harmless, “Miss Evans is so beautiful, no wonder she has Caleb smitten. Back then, we parents were guessing what kind of woman Caleb would marry, and whether she would resemble Vita in any way.”

“Now that we’ve finally met, Miss Evans doesn’t look like Vita at all. I suppose Caleb has had enough of Vita’s temper and fears that it would evoke memories, so he chose Miss Evans instead. But that’s fine… That’s fine.” Mrs. Coriell pretended to wipe away a tear.

Xaviera leaned against the railing, lazily watching Mrs. Coriell’s performance.

As the saying goes, old ginger is hotter. With a few simple words, Mrs. Coriell conveyed several facts to Xaviera.

—She, Xaviera, had no skills and could only enchant with her looks.

—Caleb’s feelings for Vita ran deep; even if the two couldn’t get married, he would still find a woman who looked like Vita to console himself.

—Although Xaviera didn’t look like Vita, it was only because Caleb didn’t want to be reminded of her and suffer quietly, so he chose a completely different woman to be his wife.

Xaviera propped her chin with one hand, her smile enigmatic.

Caleb’s gaze swept over Xaviera and then spoke lightly, “Mrs. Coriell, in front of me, you are trying to sow discord and speak nonsense with my wife. Do you think I’m dead and can’t hear?”

Mrs. Coriell and Vita’s faces changed almost simultaneously..