Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Xaviera Evans couldn’t help but feel heartache, “It’s not…”

Caleb turned his back, his voice deep, “But you would hug him and sleep with him, yet you never want to get close to me because you know we’re different. The day I woke up, you moved out of the master bedroom.”

Xaviera looked at Caleb’s aggrieved expression, and her heart softened to the extreme.

Caleb continued, “We share the same body, and there’s no real difference between us; it’s just that our memories are biased, which leads to our different behaviors. I’m a broken person, I have no feelings, so you won’t hug me?”

The sadness in Caleb’s eyes made Xaviera’s heart ache. He wasn’t wrong; even though he was another personality, he was still Caleb Mamet.

The man approached her, looking serious. Seeing that she made no move, he let out a bitter laugh, “A forcefully twisted melon isn’t sweet. If you don’t want to, then forget it.”

With that, he walked away, “You can sleep in the master bedroom tonight; he’ll come back to be with you.”

Xaviera watched his retreating figure disappear and stood still for a few seconds.

That evening, Xaviera went to the master bedroom and happened to see Caleb in a bathrobe coming out of the bathroom, laughing sarcastically, “You moved back to the master bedroom as soon as you knew he’d be back tonight, but you wouldn’t even give me a single hug. I really am the one being abandoned.”

Hearing his complaint, Xaviera took a deep breath, walked to his side, hugged his waist from behind, and whispered, “Stop talking like that. You’re also a part of him; there’s no distinction between you two. But you don’t have feelings for me, so how can I sleep with you in the same bed?”

Caleb frowned, “So you can’t even hug me?”

Xaviera: “…” Caleb was so good at acting coquettish when he was being arrogant!

She couldn’t bear to see Caleb sad, so she went around to face him, put her arms through his waist, gently patted his back, and gave him a short, tender hug, “Is that enough?”

Caleb lowered his eyes, his emotions hidden, but when she couldn’t see, he craftily hooked the corner of his mouth, “That was too short. I want another hug!”

Xaviera bit her lip, “That’s enough, don’t go on and on.”

Caleb looked aggrieved, “In your heart, he and I are still different; you don’t genuinely want to hug me.”

Xaviera’s mouth twitched. It was hard to accept that Caleb, with his ascetic face, was acting like a little puppy!

She knew that if she didn’t hug him today, he wouldn’t let it go. So she walked up and hugged his waist, their bodies tightly embracing, feeling each other’s warmth.

Suddenly, the man’s mind went blank for a moment, his eyes gradually returning to normal, standing still for a while. He slowly woke up from his confusion, “Xaviera?”

Xaviera: “!!”

Caleb felt the little woman in his arms shiver slightly, he licked his lips, “Are you hugging me? Or should I say you were just hugging him?”

Xaviera felt her heart skip a beat. This man wouldn’t be jealous, would he?

The man held her waist tightly, encircling her in his arms, their hot breaths mingling. His gaze was fiery, his voice filled with danger, “Why did you hug him?”

Xaviera: “…” Isn’t he you? What’s the difference?

Caleb’s eyes narrowed, “Why did you move back to the master bedroom? Are you going to sleep with him?”

Xaviera looked puzzled; wasn’t the arrogant Caleb the one who said the senior fellow would be back tonight and told her to move back to the master bedroom? Didn’t the senior fellow know that he would be back tonight?

Xaviera suddenly realized that she seemed to have been played, but it was already too late.

Caleb hooked the corner of his mouth, exuding a dangerous vibe, “Have you been having fun with him during the time I was gone? Hugging together? Sleeping together?”

Xaviera shuddered, feeling as if she had been caught in adultery, and she didn’t dare to look into Caleb’s eyes.

Did these two think it was fun to be jealous of each other? In the end, wasn’t she the one suffering?

…

The next morning.

Xaviera opened her sleepy eyes, wanting to leave before the arrogant Caleb woke up. But as soon as she got up, the man beside her woke up and grabbed her wrist.

Caleb’s hair was a bit messy, the buttons of his pajamas unfastened, revealing a large swath of honey-colored skin, his whole body exuding a strong masculine charm.