Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Actively Admitting Mistakes

Ten minutes later, Xaviera pushed open the door to the hospital room.

Upon entering, Rose Campbell immediately rushed into the room, and Mr. Evans followed a step behind, his scrutinizing gaze falling on Xaviera: “You didn’t do anything to your sister, did you?”

“Worried, huh? If you’re so concerned, go check it yourself.”

Xaviera’s eyes sparkled with amusement, her tone barely concealing her delight: “Rest assured, even murderers have the chance to surrender to the authorities. I won’t beat all of you guys to death in one fell swoop.” It was merely a matter of making a choice.

Her words were cryptic, and Mr. Evans frowned discontentedly: “What’s become of you since I last saw you? And what is this marriage you mentioned over the phone…?”

Xaviera hooked onto a profound smile: “You’ll find out eventually.”

With that, she ignored Mr. Evans’ probing gaze and pressed the elevator button, ready to call a car to go home.

“Xaviera!”

Just then, a man’s voice sounded from behind.

For whatever reason, the elevator was taking its time coming down. Xaviera turned around impatiently: “What is it?”

Moore Mamet spoke up unhappily: “What kind of attitude is that?”

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“Xaviera!”

Moore couldn’t help raising his voice, “Why have you become like this? Look at yourself! Do you look anything like a Miss Evans? You speak with veiled threats, as if someone has wronged you. You should know it’s you who caused Mag to miscarry, not us who wronged you!”

Xaviera raised a finger: “Don’t say too much. Go see Mag, and you’ll know how st* pid your words are.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ding.”

The elevator opened, and Xaviera stepped inside. Before the elevator door closed, she suddenly seemed lost in thought, glancing at Moore: “In fact, the truth is not really important to you, is it? It’s just a matter of who can give you more benefits.”

So, did Moore really like Mag?

Not necessarily.

…

In the hospital room, when Rose entered, she saw Mag crying. Her first reaction was that that bitch Xaviera had bullied her daughter!

She quickly turned around to confront Xaviera, only to bump into Mr. Evans, who had just entered the room.

Mr. Evans angrily pushed her away: “What’s the hurry? You look ridiculous!”

“Xaviera bullied Mag! Look how she’s crying!”

“Mom, it’s not that… Big sister didn’t bully me… I’m just so sad… ”

Mag’s eyes were red-rimmed, and she struggled to get out of bed, kneeling in front of Mr. Evans and Rose: “Dad, Mom, I’m sorry, I lied to you… ”

While Mr. Evans and Rose were still confused, Moore pushed open the door to the room.

Seeing the scene in the room, he frowned in disapproval: “Mag, you’ve just had surgery. Why aren’t you resting in bed? What are you doing kneeling on the floor?”

With that, he attempted to lift Mag off the ground, while Mr. Evans and Rose quickly came to their senses: “Exactly, what can’t be talked about calmly? Why are you kneeling on the ground?”

“No, Moore, I am guilty. Mom, Dad, just let me kneel, please.”

Mag pleaded while pulling on Moore’s hand, tears streaming down her face as she thought of what was about to come: “I’m sorry, Moore, I wasn’t pregnant. I deceived you all… ”

With those words, all three in the room were stunned.

“Wha… What do you mean?” Rose stammered, confused: “Mag, I don’t understand what you’re saying?”

Mag bit her lip hard, and if possible, she wouldn’t have exposed everything, but damn it, Xaviera somehow got her hands on the video from the operating room!

In the video, she, who should have been under anesthesia for a miscarriage surgery, was lying comfortably on the operating table playing with her phone!

If the video were to be released, all her years of hard work and reputation would be ruined.

Xaviera forced her to personally admit to her parents and Moore what she had done and clarify the fake pregnancy. Did she think this act would shatter her?

No, it won’t!

With that thought, Mag lowered her eyes, letting her tears splash freely onto the floor.

“Dad, Mom, I wasn’t pregnant, and Sister didn’t push me. I’ve always said it wasn’t her pushing me, but you never believed me… ”

“Moore, are you disappointed in me? But I didn’t want it either. After all, I was the one who knew you first and spent all these years with you. Why do I have to give you to my sister when she comes back? I can give her the status of Miss Evans, I can share my parents with her, but I don’t want to share you.”

“The thought of one day having to call you brother-in-law and never calling you ‘Moore’ again… my heart aches unbearably. I admit I’m despicable and selfish. With pregnancy and miscarriage, I tried to make you feel guilty and keep you from being with my sister… ”

Mag knelt down and desperately grabbed the hem of Moore’s clothing as though it was her last lifeline: “Moore, I’m not magnanimous, not one bit. I want you, just you!”

Moore’s face filled with shock.