CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"What's that supposed to mean, Hunter? Don't tell me you're..." Caleb pointed an accusing finger at Hunter, his voice laced with disbelief.

Over the years, Caleb had always treated Hunter as a brother. Their banter, even the occasional rumors, had never made him think twice. But now, with Hunter's words and demeanor, Caleb couldn't help but feel a hint of suspicion.

Before he could finish his thought, Hunter slapped Caleb's hand away, rolling his eyes. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting now?"

Caleb's frustration boiled over. "What nonsense? I already told you, I don't want my dad meddling in my life any more than he already has. And here you are, making things worse! Do you have a death wish or something?"

Hunter smirked, unbothered. "What's the big deal? If the situation escalates, then nobody's going to try setting you up anymore. Problem solved. If we go down, I'll go down with you. That's what brothers are for, right?"

Caleb's glare darkened, his patience wearing thin. "You're really starting to sound like you have feelings for me. Do you even hear yourself?"

expression darkened further. He hadn't considered this possibility before, but Hunter's current demeanor, combined with his

was clear-his own orientation was as straightforward as it could be. Yet now, faced with

realization truly shocked him to his

swear, if you don't shut up, I'll kick you out of here myself. Do you seriously

but Caleb is my fiancé." Both Caleb and Hunter turned toward the source of the voice. A woman hurried over, latching onto Caleb's arm before either of them

took him a moment to connect the dots -this was the woman his father had

Caleb snapped, his brows furrowed in annoyance as he instinctively

her face her voice and silhouette were vaguely

dad's

expression unwavering. "I'm sorry to break it to you, but he's my fiancé. If you're questioning his orientation, maybe you should take your speculation somewhere else. Keep bothering him,

think I'd ever agree to be your fiancé? You're making wild claims, damaging