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?"

He hadn't 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

one thing was clear-his own orientation was as straightforward as it could be. Yet now, faced with this unsettling notion about

shocked him to his

I'll kick you out of here myself. Do you

could retort, a confident female voice cut through the air. "Sorry, but Caleb is my fiancé." Both Caleb and Hunter turned toward the source

him a moment to connect the dots -this was

you doing?" Caleb snapped, his brows furrowed in annoyance as he instinctively moved to push

remembered her face her voice and silhouette were vaguely

smirked, his lips curling into a teasing grin. "This has got to be your dad's doing. He's gone full throttle to make sure there's no

her expression unwavering. "I'm sorry to break it to you, but he's my fiancé. If you're questioning his orientation, maybe you

finally snapped. "Who are you, and why do you think I'd ever agree