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Chapter 640: Yigol Mat is really a little angel

Caleb Mat’s eyes felt piercingly sore, an exhaustion that made him want to close them. Haunting recollections of his terrified childhood surfaced, turning his lips pale and his breaths quicken.

Even after all these years, thoughts of those dark, intolerable days sent emotional tremors. Back then, Jenny Green had held him captive at Maple House, subjecting him to daily brutality.

He gritted his teeth in the darkness, enduring beatings and verbal abuses. The hatred within him, like a creeping vine, was spreading aggressively, corroding his heart.

The car accident was unleashing those bitter mories, bringing a bad on. Perhaps …

Caleb rubbed his eyes, they were swollen, but he kept them open out of fear that Xaviera Evans would notice.

Yet, Xaviera saw the exhaustion in his eyes and quietly asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”

Caleb shook his head, pretended to be calm, but there was an uncharacteristic warmth in his deep-set eyes.

Upon hearing about Caleb’s discharge, Yigol Mat rushed over to pick them up. A chill ran down his spine when he was t with Caleb’s icy gaze. “Jesus! Your look could kill soone!”

Having grown up with Caleb, Yigol thought he understood him well. Caleb didn’t care to pretend in front of others, but with Xaviera, he always put on this ‘warm and gentle guy’ act. But now, his serious deanor sent chills down Yigol’s spine.

“Let’s go. Let take you both ho.”

Yigol, keen to avoid any previous mishaps, checked the car thoroughly before letting them get in. Once he was satisfied all was well, he drove them back to Lowen Clubhouse.

After getting out of the car, Xaviera, worried, asked: “Caleb, didn’t you get much rest?”

Albert had told her that Caleb’s body was in good condition, there should be nothing wrong. Yet, Caleb’s complexion told a different story.

Caleb’s mind was in disarray, a throbbing ache pulsated in his temples. His steps were unsteady and his gaze turned sharp, “I’m fine, I’ll head upstairs first.”

Rather than prying further, Xaviera decided quietly to visit his room two hours later. Caleb was lying on the bed, eyebrows knitted, his lips pale.

She was confused. He had appeared fine in the morning, but ever since Steve Price exposed the true orchestrator behind the accident, Caleb beca different.

Although it was clear to everyone that Mag Evans was just a scapegoat, the real culprits were Will Mat and Boyd Drew. However, did this revelation affect Caleb to such an extent?

“Xaviera.” Yigol suddenly entered the room and seeing Caleb asleep, he took her out of the room, “Co downstairs with . I’ve a gift for you.”

“You both were injured in that accident, stayed in the hospital as a patient yourself and still took care of my brother for so long. I really appreciate your efforts, so I’ve prepared a gift for you. I’m sure you and Caleb will love it!”

Xaviera was on the brink of tears, considering Yigol an angel. Not only did he shoulder the company’s responsibilities, but he also found the ti to bring them gifts amidst this chaos!

Once they went downstairs, Xaviera laid her eyes on several pink boxes on the couch. These were neatly wrapped, tied up with black bows.

Yigol ran out and opened these boxes one by one. Xaviera’s initial excitent slowly faded as she saw what was inside.

Yet, Yigol was thrilled: “Do you like the gift, Xaviera?! I took a long ti to select these. Since Caleb and I are brothers, I’m sure he’ll like whatever I do! Why are you blushing?! We’re all adults here, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about! I noticed you two haven’t been able to spend ti together due to all this, so I thought of adding a little spice to your lives! Ha-ha-ha!”

Xaviera: “…” Soone, please! Toss this ruffian out!

Yigol continued: “Don’t underestimate these nightgowns, these few pieces of fabric cost a fortune. They are not just for sleep, but also need to be comfortable, in case Caleb tears them apart in excitent. So, I went for the ones with drawstrings, just one pull and the whole thing cos undone! Cool right?!”

Xaviera: “…”

Yigol: “No need to thank , it’s the least I could do!”

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