His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper stayed quiet, his face looking like a storm was brewing.

Caroline's expression turned stern as she pressed on, "You really need to chill out and put your energy into Welton International. We don't need Dad's illegitimate kids circling around like vultures, ready to pounce on this goldmine. And another thing..." Caroline wasn't one to lecture, especially knowing Casper's temper, but some things just couldn't be ignored. "You know how much pain Mom's been through. If you're gonna turn into Dad, just divorce Eliza now. Save her from becoming another woman like Mom."

"It's none of your business," he snapped, loosening his tie in frustration. "Now that you're back, you must keep an eye on Welton International and spend more time with Mom. She needs it." "You've changed."

Casper used to be arrogant and stubborn, sure, but he was always fair. Now, what had he become? A twisted mess.

When did this happen? Was it after he married Eliza? Over these past two years...

Caroline, being a woman, couldn't bear to think about what Eliza had endured.

The rain kept pouring down. A white cloth fluttered in the wind above the dark gates of the Welton family mansion.

Casper sat in the main hall, staring blankly at the rain in the garden, a freshly lit cigarette between his fingers.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting there. It wasn't until stars speckled the sky and the night air grew chilly that he finally moved.

night. She dreamt a long

about the day of her art training. That was the first

buzzed in the swaying willows. He was standing by a nearby railing, talking on the phone. He was tall, and so

over, too. Just then,

didn't expect their eyes to meet so easily, she felt a jolt and quickly looked away, grateful for the mask hiding her blushing face. It was the first time she felt her

portrait of him and mustered the courage to give it to him. He

was like a refreshing breeze, charming and kind, with a beautiful smile.

me? I don't like

think you'll ever get my love.

my child, not in this lifetime. If you can't take it, just leave.

had been living a nightmare. Well, it was not exactly a nightmare because this

revenge on her, and

bleak as the

Hugging her knees on the bed, she zoned out for a while. She hadn't eaten much that

appetite.