"I'm not happy! Traitor! It doesn't matter if I curse you in my heart, you can't hear it anyway! I'll curse you out no matter what!"
Caleb Mamet laughed, his eyes full of mirth as he calmly said, "Did Mrs. Mamet save me with her blood?"
The smile on Xaviera's face froze.
Actually, a little blood loss was not a big deal. If it could help Caleb alleviate his toxicity, it would be worth it.
Moreover, when he was Mortimer, he took good care of her, so no matter what, she would save Caleb.
'It's just a bit of blood, it's not a big deal. Anyway, it can regenerate.'
'I better not tell Caleb the truth. Otherwise, he would definitely hesitate to make me bleed when his toxins act up. Better not to say anything!'
Xaviera cleared her throat, 'Caleb, you're overthinking. I'm such a delicate woman, how could I bleed to save you?'
'I just accidentally cut myself, and my blood certainly cannot detoxify! It's absolutely impossible!'
