Chapter 143: Chapter 143: You ‘ve Suffered

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Xaviera Evans looked at him curiously. Caleb Mamet pursed his lips and gave a barely explanatory response, “No.”

Xaviera was confused, ‘What?”

Caleb turned to look at her and said word by word, “I never promised Yvette

Flack that I would take care of her.”

Xaviera nodded. It didn’t matter to her whether or not Caleb had promised Yvette, as long as they didn’t come to disgust her.

Seeing her perfunctory manner, Caleb frowned and asked, “Don’t you trust

Xaviera didn’t know why he suddenly became obsessed with this question, but she still shook her head to show no distrust. A person like Caleb wouldn’t say such things to Yvette deliberately because his wife was around if he truly had feelings for her. He said it because he didn’t care and was annoyed by Yvette’s nagging.

Caleb raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, but found Xaviera’s reaction a little off. Since she believed him, why did she still look like she didn’t care? It was as if it had nothing to do with her whether he and Yvette had something going on or not.

Was this how a wife should behave?

“Mr. Mamet, you’re back.”

Just as Caleb was about to say something, a middle-aged servant suddenly appeared around the corner. The corners of her eyes were filled with the lines of time, and her smile looked kind and amiable, “Madam Mamet has been awake for a while and is waiting for you to come over.”

Madam Mamet? That must be the grandmother Caleb mentioned, right?

Caleb nodded, “Something held me up in the front hall, so I’m a bit late.”

The servant seemed to know about the people in the Mamet family and shook her head, leading the way. Caleb held Xaviera’s hand, lowered his voice, and reminded, “Mrs. Mamet, you don’t need to worry about those people in the front hall, but I hope you can do your best here with grandma and display all your acting skills.”

Xaviera understood and nodded, meaning that it wasn’t important whether the outsiders believed in their marital harmony, but as long as they convinced Grandma that they were a happy couple, everything would be fine.

The two walked through a small garden, then a long corridor before arriving at an independent courtyard. A strong scent of traditional Chinese medicine wafted through the breeze. Xaviera couldn’t help sniffing, but Caleb showed no reaction, presumably because he was used to it. “Madam Mamet is waiting for you in the warm room.”

After the servant said this, she voluntarily left.

In the warm room, sunlight spilled in, and under the golden glow, an old woman with white hair laid under a blanket in a rocking chair, waving at them with a smile as they entered.

Caleb’s cold expression gradually softened. He walked over and squatted next to the old woman, holding her hand and gently calling, “Grandma.”

Xaviera had never seen this side of Caleb before. He was always cold and reticent, often saying harsh words when annoyed, and constantly wearing a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, looking down on the world. But now, he was like a wild beast that had shed its edges, exposing its soft belly without any aggressiveness.

Madam Mamet patted Caleb’s hand, “Good boy, you’ve been through a lot.” With cloudy eyes and a hoarse voice, Madam Mamet radiated wisdom and an inherent clarity that comes from years of experience. She looked up at Xaviera with a warm smile, “Is this your wife? She’s beautiful.”

She beckoned Xaviera over, and after hesitating for a second, Xaviera mimicked Caleb’s actions and squatted beside her, gently calling, “Grandma.”

“Ah, good girl,” Madam Mamet held Xaviera’s hand, “It must have been hard for you, marrying such a blockhead.”

Xaviera: ‘

“To be honest, I never thought Caleb would get married. I thought I wouldn’t live to see the day he did. I’m glad you came along, ” Madam Mamet said with emotion.

Xaviera remained silent.

She felt that Madam Mamet was worrying too much, given Caleb’s circumstances, all he had to say was that he wanted to get married, and countless women would flock to him.

Madam Mamet laughed happily, “When I heard about your wedding, I asked someone to make a pair of jade carvings as a gift for you when we met. But who would have thought that we’d meet before the carvings were done?”

Xaviera:

It seemed she now knew where Caleb inherited his knack for making people choke with his words.

However, Xaviera always remembered her mission to pretend to be a happy couple with Caleb and make Grandma happy. So she whispered, “Thank you,

Grandma, it doesn’t matter about the gifts, I’m already happy just to meet you.”

“Ah, a good child indeed. What a waste you are with Caleb. If he ever bullies you, tell me, and I’ll back you up.” Caleb helplessly: “Grandma…” Xaviera chuckled at the side..