Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Mag was going crazy! How could this woman be so hypocritical!

She claimed she wasn’t targeting Mag intentionally, but every word she said sarcastically mocked her. Did she think Mag couldn’t tell? Making a terrible face, Mag glared at Xaviera fiercely, “You— “Mag! ”

Moore Mamet raised his voice abruptly, cutting off Mag’s words. They had already made a bad impression on the family head and Mrs. Mamet. If they offended Mrs. Mamet further, the consequences would be unimaginable.

With that in mind, he tightly pulled Mag’s hand, “Family head, Mrs. Mamet, Mag’s not thinking straight today and her words are quite confused. Please don’t hold it against her. I’ll take her to see a doctor right away. Family head, please excuse us.”

As he spoke, he dragged Mag toward the door, ignoring her struggles.

Xaviera watched the scene languidly, tsking twice, “This Moore Mamet is pretty smart, knowing to interrupt Mag’s words. Though he can’t explain it well to the family, it’s better than completely offending both of us.”

Caleb Mamet sneered, “Smart? You call this smart?”

A blind man cast aside Xaviera for Mag; how could this be considered smart? But, in a way, they should be grateful for Moore’s foolishness, for it gave him the opportunity to marry Xaviera.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes, “Mrs. Mamet, you performed quite well today, finally showing some of your poise as a wife.”

Xaviera hooked her finger, “If that’s the case, shouldn’t big brother Caleb give me a reward?”

Perhaps a kiss, or a tempting dinner. But she was just thinking to herself. This dog of a man wasn’t very willing to be touched by her. Unexpectedly, after she said this, Caleb actually nodded, “Alright.”

Xaviera: ?

Has the sun risen from the west?

Meanwhile, Mag was roughly shoved into the car by Moore Mamet.

Mag pitifully wiped her tears, while Moore tried to console her despite his irritation, “Stop crying. That’s Mrs. Mamet; we can’t afford to provoke her.”

His tone was somewhat harsh. He had warned Mag not to speak out of turn before entering the villa, but she didn’t listen and even offended Mrs. Mamet. For the first time, Moore found Mag’s kindness quite annoying.

Mag noticed Moore’s tone not quite right and tried to remedy her mistake between sobs, “Moore, why does Mrs. Mamet hate me so much? I initially spoke up to help her. How could she treat me like this…”

Moore retraced the day’s events from beginning to end. Just as Mag said, she hadn’t done anything wrong. She just wanted to kindly remind the woman to leave as quickly as possible. They didn’t know the woman’s identity then, let alone the news about the family head’s marriage.

In this way, Mag hadn’t done anything wrong. If the issue wasn’t with Mag, could it be because of him? Recalling the family head and Mrs. Mamet mentioning his fiancée… Was it because of Xaviera? Did Mrs. Mamet know Xaviera and wanted to suppress Mag in order to help Xaviera?

It shouldn’t be. How could a woman as vicious as Xaviera possibly know Mrs. Mamet? He also hadn’t heard of Xaviera having any friends in Libanan.

Mag cautiously tugged at his sleeve, “Moore, do you think Mrs. Mamet knows my sister? It felt like she was praising my sister and belittling me at every opportunity…” Anger welled up as she spoke of this, but she couldn’t show it now. Instead, she suppressed her rage and looked pitifully at Moore, seeking his sympathy.

Moore considered for a moment and shook his head, “I think it’s unlikely that Xaviera had the chance to know Mrs. Mamet.’

Mag thought the same. How could her useless sister possibly know a big shot like Caleb Mamet’s wife? They weren’t even in the same social class.

At that thought, her eyes lit up, “Then Moore, why do you think Mrs. Mamet hates me so much? She even called me illegitimate and said that my mother was the other woman. But my mother and father truly loved each other. Where would the third party come from in a loving relationship? Sob… Is it wrong to love someone?”

Moore’s eyes brightened, thinking that there might indeed be some truth to it. Normally, a woman who could enter the family head’s eyes would certainly come from a prestigious family, as a proper young lady. It was normal for such a lady to look down on an illegitimate child. But as Mag said, true love knew no boundaries. Mr. Evans and Mrs. Campbell were genuinely in love, so Mrs. Campbell shouldn’t be labeled as the other woman, and Mag should not be called an illegitimate child either..