His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Aaron knew exactly what Eliza was getting at. He gently wrapped her hand in the bandage. "Jeffrey's body is really giving out."

"So, when do you need to take my blood?"

Aaron was caught off guard and looked up. "Who told you we needed your blood?"

"Do you even need to ask?" she replied. She couldn't have children, and the Welton family didn't want to lose Jeffrey. Using her blood seemed like the only option. "I just want to know when." "You and Casper need to hurry up and have a child. There's still time."

"It's impossible for him and me to have children." Aaron knew her condition. "Aaron, if you really need my blood, does that mean I won't survive?"

In medicine, nothing was certain. But completely replacing someone's blood could very likely mean...

"If it's a life for a life, would you be willing to go through with it?" he asked, staring into her eyes.

Eliza sighed. "Do I really have a choice?"

did

"I wouldn't want to."

insignificant life escape the

comfort her. In the end, he just said, "You need to

in Zach's battered up face after he'd been beaten to a mess. He yelled at Casper in

him?" Tristan's fingers shook with anger. "I invited him here. If you

initially wanted Zach to be acknowledged before he passed away. Tristan's attitude squashed that idea. In the Welton family, a bastard child could never overshadow the legitimate heir. Tristan

to talk to his

was wrong.

it? My mother isn't dead yet,

choking with anger. "Dad, this is your precious grandson. Does he look like the heir

and Eliza walked

wiping away tears and walked over

an outsider, present, Tristan dropped the argument and left