Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao novel Chapter 41

41 Chapter 41: Losing the Vest 

When Xaviera found out that today was also Caleb’s 

birthday, her first reaction was, “What does this have 

to do with me?” Her second reaction was, “Should I 

also get him a birthday gift? After all, she still relied on 

Caleb to taste food.”@ 

With that thought, she took a taxi to the nearest 

internet cafe. 

Meanwhile, Caleb sat on the sofa in his apartment, frowning as he examined the gift Black Tide had sent 

him. 

A silver cuff and a greeting card. 

On the card was written: “Happy Birthday.” The signature appeared to be from Black Tide, the handwriting erratic and flamboyant. 

Caleb put the card aside and picked up the silver cuff. Intricate patterns covered its surface, which upon closer inspection, resembled a coiled five–clawed golden dragon. At the dragon’s eye was embedded a secretive and radiant obsidian. The more he looked at it, the more alive the dragon seemed, evoking a sense 

of soaring through the clouds and mist. 

Caleb rubbed his brows. 

While the cuff was beautiful, it was too ostentatious, more suitable for someone in their twenties. 

In the past, Black Tide had always sent him a stickman waving a glow stick in rhythm to music for his 

birthday. Why had it changed to sending a gift this year? Perhaps it was because he had asked too many questions recently? 

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but think of Xaviera. Black Tide would only ask a few questions and knew how to express gratitude through a gift, but what about Xaviera? She clearly still needed his help to treat her bitter taste disorder, but there was no sign of appreciation, and she expected him to cooperate with her treatment? Let her taste bitterness for the rest of 

her life! 

“Ding.” 

The new email notification pulled Caleb out of his negative thoughts. He clicked it open and saw the enormous words: “Happy Birthday!” 

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Following that was a line of smaller text: “Wishing you happiness every day, and may all your wishes come 

true!” 

Caleb scoffed, about to ridicule the clichéd birthday message when he noticed the signature at the bottom: 

“Xaviera.” 

Caleb: “…” 

Actually, this birthday message was quite nice, simple, 

and sincere. 

However, did Xaviera think an email would suffice? 

Was he that easily placated? Caleb tried to ignore his rising smile and continued scrolling down the email, finally finding a link at the bottom. 

Clicking it opened a familiar “Happy Birthday” song, with a colorful stickman in the center waving a glow stick in rhythm to the music. 

Looking at the familiar stickman, Caleb froze. 

This… wasn’t that the exclusive stickman that Black Tide sent to him every year? Various emotions crossed Caleb’s eyes as he grabbed his car keys and returned to the Lowen Clubhouse without hesitation. 

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At the Lowen Clubhouse, Caleb headed straight to the third floor upon entering. Xaviera’s tools were still in the corner, and after searching through each item, he finally found a stack of design drafts that had been heavily revised at the bottom, matching the cuff design he had received. 

“Heh.” 

Caleb chuckled, his laughter ambiguous. 

Black Tide… Xaviera… So Black Tide was Xaviera and 

Xaviera was Black Tide. 

their 

Who would have thought that Miss Evans, who had been raised in the countryside, would turn out to be a hacker magnate? Despite seemingly unrelated, paths had somehow converged in a bizarre twist of 

fate. 

However, soon after, the smile at the corner of Caleb’s mouth disappeared as he thought about Xaviera asking him what it was like to like someone. How had he responded back then? By warning her not to like anyone?! 

If there was a time machine, he would definitely go back to that moment and slap himself! What a foolish