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?"

considered this possibility before, but Hunter's current demeanor, combined with his suggestive comments, painted a picture Caleb couldn't ignore. Could it be? Did Hunter

skin. His mind raced, but one thing was clear-his own orientation was as

shocked

up, I'll kick you out

is my fiancé." Both Caleb and Hunter turned toward the

woman, barely recognizing her. It took him a moment to connect the dots

furrowed in annoyance

her face her voice and silhouette were vaguely familiar, but that was

your dad's doing. He's gone full throttle to make sure there's no question about your orientation,

but he's my fiancé. If you're questioning his orientation, maybe

snapped. "Who are you, and why do you think I'd ever agree to be your fiancé? You're making wild claims, damaging my reputation-you realize