His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Do you really have to work?"

"I need to," she replied softly, her eyes downcast. "My mom still needs money for her treatments, and I don't have anything valuable left to sell."

He stayed silent for a long time, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. She just waited quietly.

"Take this card. I've said before, a hundred grand a month, and that offer still stands." He handed over the card.

Eliza took a step back. "I don't want it."

"You complain I don't give you money. Now I offer, and you refuse? You'd rather play that harp?" he said, barely containing his anger as he tossed the card onto the side cabinet. "If that's what you want, fine." "Thank you, Mr. Casper."

Always so formal-Mr. Casper.

He stormed out, and Eliza finally breathed a sigh of relief. Keeping her job meant she had a way to support herself, and when Robin got out of the hospital, she'd have the money for his treatment. That night, Casper didn't come back to the master bedroom. She knew he hadn't left the house; he must've been with Nova.

In the past, whenever Casper came home, Nova would find all sorts of excuses to call him away. Now, she was openly living in his house, and even if she and Casper weren't truly husband and wife, she monopolized him.

caring. Not being in love made everything

if she was willing to let her mother participate. For a small hospital like theirs, such a chance was rare. The chances of awakening were reportedly high, and best of

in person. She grabbed her bag and headed downstairs,

spread strawberry jam on whole wheat bread for her, adding sausage and a fried egg

saw Eliza and approached. "Madam,

you, Marian, I'm stepping

breakfast before you go. It's bad for your stomach to be empty," Nova said, offering Eliza the bread Casper had

gave her a cold

victim. "Casper, do you think Eliza is holding a

office," he said, wiping his

she called

swept all the dishes from the table onto the floor.

They only came out to clean up

the hospital, she unexpectedly