His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"You can get another wife, but you only get one grandfather. Can't you wrap your head around that? If you can't see this clearly, how can I ever trust you with Welton International?"

Casper stayed silent. Finally, he mumbled, "I'll go ask Aaron."

Eliza was so quiet. It was like she wasn't even there.

A nosy relative drifted over to her, trying to make conversation. "Eliza, I heard your blood has some kind of special antibody. It looks like saving Grandpa is up to you. Once he's cured, make sure Casper gives you a big reward."

"Those antibodies only show up if you're pregnant. Look at Eliza. She's so skinny. Does she look pregnant to you?" Another relative chimed in.

"Maybe it's just too early, and she's not showing yet. Right, Eliza?"

Eliza didn't say a word.

The voices moved away but were still close enough to hear. "What's the point of talking to her? She's like a piece of wood. The family matters aren't her call. Casper decides whether she donates blood or antibodies."

"Don't talk nonsense."

this nonsense? Everyone knows she threw herself at Casper, and he didn't even want her. If she weren't somewhat useful, we wouldn't have let her marry into

eyes of the

could save Jeffrey Welton. All sorts of theories popped up, all very convincing, speculating on how

even worse. Several had

more were hoping she'd kick the bucket

running out. He saw Eliza still standing at the hospital entrance and caught his

voice soft. "On the day we got our marriage certificate, it was raining just like this-it wasn't too heavy or too light. People say getting married in the rain means the marriage is

"Superstition."

smiled faintly and blinked. "When are you planning to

we need your blood? Are you pregnant?" he asked irritably,

heavier, and the wind

home." He took

up at Casper's somewhat gloomy

could ruin you. She didn't believe it at first, but now

"When I'm dead."

no intention of dragging this out with