Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband
Chapter 656 - 656: Caleb Mamet is So Adorable

Chapter 656: Chapter 656: Caleb Mamet is So Adorable

The manager hesitated for a few seconds before answering cautiously, “Mr. Caleb Mamet, are you sure? They are here to serve guests, how can you learn from them?”

Caleb furrowed his brows, and everyone thought he realized the issue, but the next second, he impatiently yelled, “Why the hell are you arguing? Just do as I say!”

He just wanted to please Xaviera Evans – why was it so difficult?

Xaviera remained silent, figuring he must be another personality inside Caleb, inexperienced in the world, domineering and charming. Perhaps everyone would think they had a unique fetish as a couple.

She walked up to Caleb, tightly holding his hand, “Stop messing around, Caleb. Let them go.”

Caleb lowered his eyes to look at her hand, then signaled everyone to leave. There was a hint of displeasure in his expression. He thought he was establishing authority for Xaviera and even learning how to serve women regardless of his pride, but she didn’t appreciate it.

—”Caleb’s angry look is so cute!”

Caleb heard Xaviera’s thoughts and looked at her incredulously. Did she just say he was cute?

—”His flushing face is so adorable, like a child.”

At this moment, Caleb’s unhappiness vanished like smoke, a blush spread across his cheeks and ears, and his breathing grew rapid.

During his period of awakening, people’s gazes in his memory were full of fear, disgust, and pity, except for Xaviera’s, which were filled with affection. Although this emotion was unfamiliar to him, it inexplicably moved his heart.

Caleb lowered his eyes, his hoarse voice, “Let’s go home.”

The moment he lowered his head, he saw the high-heeled shoes Xaviera was wearing. Without hesitation, he took off his coat, wrapped it around her, picked her up by the waist, and threw her into the car.

Steve Price and Sean Price exchanged glances, stepped back a few paces, and watched Caleb sit in the driver’s seat with a grin.

Xaviera struggled out of the oversized coat and was about to open the door to go to the passenger seat when she heard Caleb say in a low voice, “Sit still in the back. It’s safer, and you being next to me will distract me.”

Xaviera’s heart trembled. She remembered the original Caleb saying this before, even though he had changed into a different person and lost his emotions, he still subconsciously protected her—it was as if this protective instinct was ingrained in him.

Before, Caleb would allow her to sit in the passenger seat, chatting along the way until they reached Lowen Clubhouse. However, since that car accident, he refused to let her sit in the front.

Perhaps the medicine didn’t make people lose all their emotions; it just sealed away the deepest emotions of the heart so that those terrifying memories couldn’t hurt him.

The car stopped at Lowen Clubhouse. Xaviera went straight upstairs to the master bedroom’s bathroom. Suddenly, she heard the door open, quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel and ran out, cooing, “Caleb~”

Caleb shuddered, feeling a fire burning inside him.

Twenty minutes earlier, he had been sitting in the study in a daze, not understanding why he cared about Xaviera – her feelings, her every move – even going to the extent of pleasing her without regard to his image.

She was just the stupid woman that other man married. He helped her out of consideration for her being Mrs. Mamet, not wanting her to lose face, but now she had completely affected his heart.

Caleb came back to his senses. The woman in front of him was wrapped in a bath towel, revealing her delicate collarbone, fair neck, and her long, rounded legs. Her cheeks flushed by the steam, those fiery eyes fell on him.

The man swallowed, feeling unbearably hot all over, as if a voice was urging him to break free from his cage. He immediately turned away, his voice hoarse with desire, “Put on your clothes.”

Xaviera blinked, “Have you ever seen people taking a shower with their clothes on? Caleb, why are my clothes not in the master bedroom? I remember putting them here before?”

At that moment, Xaviera, who had just thrown away her clothes, stared innocently at the blushing man, her breath soft and sweet, asking, “Did you throw my clothes away?”

Caleb, upon hearing her enchanting voice, stiffened. After waking up, he had indeed seen women’s clothes in the master bedroom. But replaceing them an eyesore, he had set them aside. However, to avoid trouble, he did not throw them away.

He was also very puzzled. Given their poor relationship, why would Xaviera take a shower in his bedroom?