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.

slept deeply that night. She dreamt a

training. That was the first time she

swaying willows. He was standing by a nearby railing, talking on the phone. He was tall, and so handsome that it was impossible not to look. Her classmates were

glanced over, too. Just then, he looked

for the

to give it to

with a

to marry me? I don't like you. I can't stand you. Your face

you'll ever get my love. I

lifetime. If you can't take it, just leave. What's

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

her, sought revenge on her,

bleak as

out for a while. She hadn't eaten much that day and was

appetite.