His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper's expression softened a bit.

In his heart, Nova was never a cruel person. He gently tidied her hair, feeling a sense of relief. "You're not well. Go rest. I promise you won't have to wait too long for a donor."

"Casper, I really didn't know that the donor Hope Hospital provided was my foster mother. I had no idea."

She shook her head, taking the chance to wrap her arms around his waist and bury herself in his embrace.

He didn't push her away but gently stroked her back. "Go get some rest."

"Okay, you should rest early, too."

After Nova left, he sat in the study for a while. On the bookshelf, there was a picture frame wrapped in blue cloth. He took it down and gently unveiled the cloth.

The painting was a portrait of himself from six years ago. The date below was written in elegant handwriting.

on a field trip before their final exams. He passed by unintentionally. Full of youthful vigor, the young

a high ponytail, and a sky-blue face mask covering her small face. Like

was the first time his

him, handing him a portrait. "Hey, this is for you." Her voice was a bit hoarse, and she smiled shyly. "I've got a cold, so my voice is a bit

this?" He was surprised. He looked like an innocent teenager in the painting. "You

called her, and she waved her hand. "I have to

"Hey, what's your name?"

never saw her face, but the sunlight was so beautiful that day. She was covered up so thoroughly but still

painted that portrait. Even though it felt off, he still accepted her as this girl who had once made his

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returned to the bedroom. Her petite form was curled up tightly, hiding in a corner of the large

mid-air. Her hatred was unresolved, and she lowered her head and bit into his arm. He was unable to push her away until her mouth was filled with blood. Then she finally let go, defeated.

pushed her away, staring at his arm. On his arm

you plan all this?" she asked,