Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband - Chapter 373
Chapter 373: Chapter 373: How many girlfriends do you have?
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Before Caleb could speak, Xaviera Evans said with a trembling and shy voice: “Do you understand now? I’m asking you for help, to see if you could help me get… a, a sanitary pad?”
Caleb:
The corner of the man’s mouth twitched: “Where?”
Xaviera answered anxiously: “In my room’s cupboard, there’s a pink box underneath. Just grab one.”
Without any hesitation, Caleb went to her room and returned to the study a few minutes later: “There’s none left.”
“Huh?” Xaviera was suddenly shocked. Was she that unlucky?
“There really aren’t any left? I usually keep them in that box. Not even one? How could it be gone? This is so coincidental, haha…”
She let out a dry laugh, looking extremely embarrassed, and Caleb realized that the situation was troublesome.
However, before he could speak, Xaviera pleaded: “Caleb… ”
The man’s mouth twitched slightly, feeling as if the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
Immediately after, Xaviera suddenly said in a seductive tone: “Dear senior fellow~ Lovely Caleb, could you please help me buy some? There’s a supermarket nearby, and it’ll be really quick by car!”
Caleb thought for a moment: “What about asking Steve…”
“No! We can’t let Steve Price go!” Xaviera interrupted in panic.
“It would not be very good to involve others in this kind of thing! And that boy, Steve Price, has a big mouth. If word gets out, how am I supposed to face people at the Lowen Clubhouse? It would make Mrs. Mamet so embarrassed!”
Xaviera retorted confidently: “If you ask Steve to buy it, I’ll stop talking to you! I want you to buy it! Are you going or not?”
Caleb hesitated for a few seconds before letting out a helpless sigh: “…”
He knocked on the bathroom door, then pushed it open slightly, walking in with his eyes closed. He placed a box on the nearby countertop.
Turning his face away, concealing his blushing cheeks, he said hoarsely: “Wait here. I’ll be back soon.”
Xaviera, her face flushed, replied in a mosquito-like voice. After he left, Xaviera reached out to take the box, opened it to find her cellphone and some wet wipes inside.
He must’ve figured she’d feel better with her phone on hand.
Xaviera was somewhat touched.
The supermarkets near the Lowen Clubhouse were high-end and required a membership card to enter. Prices were high and there weren’t many customers.
Upon entering, Caleb went directly to the sanitary pad section and was soon faced with a dilemma.
Mr. Caleb Mamet, who could instruct strategies in business battles, and Mr. Caleb Mamet, who could laugh and talk carefreely in the midst of deception, was now stumped by a little sanitary pad.
Which one should he buy?
At that moment, the salesclerk approached, “Mister, do you need help? Over here are the night-use ones, and we also have those for day-use. What length do you need? If you’re not sure, you can buy a variety of types, so they can definitely be used.”
Caleb nodded, looked at the shelves in front of him, and made an astonishing statement, “Just pack everything.”
The salesclerk stared wide-eyed in shock for a few seconds. He’s buying everything?
Her face filled with terror and curiosity, she asked, “How many girlfriends do you have?”
He lives in the Lowen Clubhouse and is so handsome—he must have a lot of women around him!
Ten minutes later, Xaviera left the bathroom, having tidied herself up.
Caleb had already ordered the housekeeper to make chicken soup and prepare warm milk. After drinking a cup, she felt warm all over.
Seeing Caleb, Xaviera’s face instantly turned red, and she said awkwardly: “Caleb, when you went to buy it, no one laughed at you, right?”
Caleb suddenly recalled the salesclerk’s words, pausing for a few seconds, before answering indifferently: “No.”
Xaviera observed his expression and tentatively asked: “You’re not upset, are you? I had no choice! I couldn’t let someone else buy it!”
Truthfully, when she had sent Caleb to buy the sanitary pads, she had felt a little smug, thinking it was fun. But upon reflection, this may have been an unprecedented and more difficult task for Caleb than any business battle.
