His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Headlights swept across the floor-to-ceiling windows. Casper entered the room with determined strides.

Moments ago, Nova had been full of herself, but now she was holding a hot bowl, her voice quivering. "Eliza, this soup is too hot. Can I let it cool down first? It's really too hot; I can't swallow it. Please don't do this to me."

As she spoke, the bowl slipped from her hands and shattered on the floor under Casper's watchful eyes. Nova's hands, now red from the burn, immediately caught his attention.

Eliza dryly remarked that the Oscar Academy should create a special award for Nova's acting skills, or else it would be an injustice for them to go unused.

Casper's eyes darkened as he swiftly stepped forward, taking Nova's hands, "Are you alright?"

Nova, tears streaming, shook her head. "I'm fine, Casper. Don't blame Eliza. She just wanted me to have something warm. It's not her fault. Please don't be mad at her." Casper's expression tightened, his gaze shifting from the broken bowl on the floor to Marian's face.

"Is there more?" he demanded.

"Yes, sir," Marian responded, too scared to lift her head.

"Serve me a bowl of the freshly made meatballs."

in front of Casper. "Sir, here you go." His icy gaze fell on Eliza. "Drink it

at him,

He placed the hot bowl into Eliza's

bowl was scalding. Unable to withstand the heat, Eliza

that bowl, and you'll regret it." It was clear he was seeking justice

don't do this. Eliza has delicate skin. A little burn is nothing to me. Let her put it

matter how tough Eliza was, she

The bowl shattered, and the meatballs

She winced in pain, her brows

ran to the bathroom, hoping the cool water

turned to

bathroom, grabbed Eliza's wrist, and dragged

that no one inside would come out and

throw the bowl? Eliza, you

was disappointed and tugged at her lip. "What if I can't? You vent your anger on me without knowing the full story. You think