Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

Chapter 40

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40 Chapter Forty: A Large–Scale Falling–Off–The–Horse Scene
Xaviera Evans frowned, “Recently, a friend of mine is having a birthday, and I don’t know what to give him, so I thought I’d just
make something.”
A friend’s birthday?
What friend’s birthday needs to be hidden from the president?
No, isn’t the president’s birthday coming up too?! Could it be that the wife knows about the president’s birthday and wants to give
him a surprise secretly?!
Steve Price felt that he had discovered the truth. He covered his mouth and whispered, “Okay, ma’am, I’ll bring you everything
you need tomorrow and make sure the president won’t find out.”
After hanging up the phone, Xaviera thought about what Steve Price had said last, and it felt more and
more awkward.
She didn’t want Caleb Mamet to know because she subconsciously felt that if Caleb knew she was making
something for another man, he would definitely be angry. That’s why she wanted to hide it.
But Steve Price’s tone made it seem like she was secretly plotting something behind Caleb’s back...
Shaking her head, Xaviera took out her paintbrush and started designing the general shape of the gift.
After hanging up the phone, Steve Price patted his chest and let out a huge sigh of relief.
Seeing his expression, Caleb Mamet’s brows furrowed,
“Whose call was that?”
“No one, no one.”
Steve Price quickly waved his hand.
Time flew, and it was Caleb Mamet’s birthday.

Starting from the moment he got up in the morning, Caleb sat motionless on the sofa in the living room, occasionally glancing
upstairs.
The main bedroom on the third floor.
Yawning, Xaviera crawled out of bed. She had stayed up late last night and finally finished the gift for

Mortimer.
After a simple wash, she put on a large sweater, stuffed the completed item into her backpack, and took out her phone to text
Mortimer.
“Give me your address, I’ll send you a gift.”
The sound of the cell phone notification and footsteps
rang simultaneously.
Caleb looked up without hesitation.
“Morning, aren’t you going to work today?”
Xaviera yawned again, looking at Caleb.
He wasn’t wearing a suit or styling his hair. His black and gray loungewear paired with his short, smooth hair made him look
inexplicably well–behaved.
Xaviera stared at him for a moment.

“I’m off today,” Caleb said, his fingers tightening
around his phone as he glanced at Xaviera’s backpack. “Are you going out?”
“Yeah, I’ve got some errands to run. You don’t have to bring my lunch.”
Xaviera waved her hand nonchalantly and left.
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The moment she stepped out, Caleb’s face turned cold.
He remained silent for nearly three minutes before mocking himself with a smirk.
A message from Black Tide appeared on his phone.
Caleb thought for a moment and sent Xaviera the address of their apartment in the city center.
“OK, local express delivery, it should be in your hands by this afternoon. Happy birthday.”
When Steve Price received Caleb’s call, he was fast asleep in bed.
As he heard Caleb’s gloomy voice, he immediately got up, “What’s wrong? Was there a problem with the data I sent you
yesterday? I’ll come to the office right

away!”
Caleb sneered, “There’s no problem with the data, but you’re going to have a problem.”
Steve Price silently wiped his face, waiting for Caleb’s next words.
“Xaviera left the house, slept until noon, and didn’t
even eat before she went out.”
Steve Price: “???”
His brain raced, trying to follow Caleb’s thoughts: “Mr. President, are you saying that on your birthday, the wife left you alone at
home and went out by herself?”
Caleb responded coldly.
Steve Price: “...It shouldn’t be. I bought all the tools the wife asked for. Could it be that those things weren’t for you, Mr.
President?”
Caleb: “What things?”
Steve Price: “...”
He accidentally blurted out his inner thoughts.
After hanging up the phone, Caleb went to the master bedroom on the third floor with a stern face.
Since Xaviera had moved into the villa, he had never set foot in the master bedroom. Now, standing in this familiar yet unfamiliar
place, he saw a pile of tools in the corner, and his suppressed anger finally erupted.
Three minutes later, a sports car roared out of the
villa.
Steve Price knew something was going wrong the moment he hung up the phone. He hurriedly called Xaviera, and without
waiting for her to speak, he quickly explained, “Ma’am, today is the president’s birthday. It’s the first birthday after your marriage
and has great commemorative significance.”

Xaviera had just sent off the express delivery, and upon hearing Steve Price’s words, she exclaimed in surprise, “Is Caleb’s
birthday today too?!”
Steve Price: “...”
He realized that the gift Xaviera had prepared really
wasn’t for Caleb.
West Dyke Apartment.
After driving around the outer ring, Caleb thought of the gift Black Tide mentioned and drove to West Dyke Apartment.
There was a delivery box at the entrance of the
apartment, and he casually opened it.

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