His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Nova immediately put on a magnanimous front. "Casper, you're here. Look at me, getting into a little spat with Marian over something as silly as not liking the food. Marian's had it rough, too, so don't hold it

against her."

Casper glanced at the floor.

Marian, trembling, hurried to start cleaning up.

"Once you're done, you can head back," Casper said.

Marian nodded quickly. "Yes, sir."

Nova's eyes had almost fully healed, and her leg was finally free from the cast.

"Casper, how's the arson case going?" she asked, her tone subtly pleading.

"Not enough evidence. They let her go," he responded flatly.

"I figured Eliza couldn't have done something like that. It really was just a misunderstanding, but it had me worried for so long." Nova's fingers clutched the bedsheet, though her face remained calm and gentle. Casper looked up at her, feeling a surge of relief. "Once you're out tomorrow, you should rest up at home."

"I..." her eyelashes drooped, "...I don't have a home anymore."

"Come to Welton Estate."

Eliza never liked me. Maybe... it's better if I don't,"

She's not

you two have

saying, "Marian will come to pick

...

the hospital, Casper, as if guided by some unseen force, found himself at Eliza's

days she was detained. She had called Molly and was planning to

peephole, she

Hadn't he left?

eventually opened the door.

against the door frame, body slightly bent, a playful smirk on his lips. "Aren't

her dignity. Casper could enter if he wanted, so she stepped aside. "I

three inches tall, had

his first time inside a Welton International employee's apartment. The room was small, with the toilet, and living area divided into sections. A desk with a computer was placed on the balcony.

your dinner?" he asked, turning

coldly, "I'm not

a bowl

the kind of pasta you eat, Mr. Casper," she

medication, in exchange for a bowl of pasta, how about that?