At this moment, Xaviera finally confirmed that Caleb was the jealous type. He clearly loved to feel jealous, but the old Caleb was good at pretending not to care, while this haughty version of him was not good at hiding it, revealing his true thoughts.
...
As night fell, Xaviera entered the master bedroom, and after a while, Caleb entered the room. His eyes gradually returned to normal, and his tone was gentle, "Xaviera."
Xaviera knew he was back and quickly pulled him to sit down, and tentatively asked, "Caleb, I have a serious question to ask you. Do you feel unhappy when you see me getting along with my brothers?"
Caleb's expression was indifferent, and he smiled, "Of course not, they are all your brothers, and they all treat you well. Why would I be unhappy?"
Xaviera: "... " Just keep pretending! Continue pretending!
She gave a mischievous smile, "What if I hug my brothers? You wouldn't mind?"
