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."

mixed with concern. "...then be safe. Come back after

"Yeah, I'm alright."

balcony, Casper's cigarette burned at his fingertips. He hadn't taken a single puff and just let it burn out. He flicked it into the elegant

party is about to start. Aren't you

the slender figure in the rain. Nova also looked down. Eliza was still standing there. Nearly two hours had gone

"I'll go."

door opened again, and Casper, with a black umbrella, elegantly descended the steps. Eliza stared at him with desperation, trembling from

you take the

over backward for

away, his tone mocking, with the air

thank you for that..." she

chuckled, his shoulders relaxing as if he'd heard a ridiculous joke. "If you can't stand the hardship, come back and be Mrs. Welton. All will be

at him.

the food." She extended the meal