His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

'Marriage? What a joke!' Eliza thought.

"Casper, stop it. Maybe I should get the food," Nova said, leaning on her cane. She tried to move before Casper pulled her back. "Leave her be."

His cold gaze returned to Eliza. "I might accept the food, but only if you stand there for two hours."

A pang of bitterness crept into Eliza's heart. She lifted her defiant little face. "I hope you keep your word, Mr. Casper."

Turning his head, Casper walked inside with Nova, the heavy door shutting behind them with a thud. Eliza held the food and stood alone in the pouring rain. The wind lifted her raincoat, allowing the rain to soak through. She was chilled to the bone.

Chelsea called, "Elle, why aren't you at home?"

"I'm making a delivery."

"It's pouring. What if you slip? Stop making deliveries and just come back home," Chelsea's voice was full of concern.

Eliza smiled faintly. "Chelsea, this delivery pays two thousand dollars."

"...then be safe. Come back after this one and call

"Yeah, I'm alright."

second-floor balcony, Casper's cigarette burned at his fingertips. He hadn't taken a single

birthday party is about to start. Aren't you coming

his gaze fixed on the slender figure in the rain. Nova also looked down. Eliza was still standing there. Nearly two hours had gone by, and she hadn't moved an inch. "Casper, I'll have someone retrieve the

"I'll go."

again, and Casper, with a black umbrella, elegantly descended the

take

over backward for

tone mocking, with the air of a superior. The rain between them

you for

hadn't sabotaged her at every turn, she'd probably be in a spacious classroom now, teaching kids how to draw early autumn rain. He chuckled, his shoulders relaxing as if he'd heard a ridiculous joke. "If you can't stand the

head, quietly staring at

the food." She extended the meal box toward