His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper offered her an extra million-wasn't that a given? Eliza wouldn't appreciate it anyway.

In Welton International, Casper sat by the large bay window, his gaze distant and lost, the cigarette in his fingers burning dangerously close to his skin.

Dillon knocked and entered, "Mr. Casper."

Casper finally stubbed out the untouched cigarette. "Is it ready?"

"The divorce agreement is drafted. As you requested, a villa in the southern district, twenty million in cash. Please, have a look." Dillon handed over the divorce papers to Casper. "Additionally, there's the matter of Rose's medical expenses. The hospital bills are nearing a million; this..."

"I'll cover those expenses until she recovers."

Dillon nodded. "Understood."

Eliza received the divorce papers. He hadn't given her much. He hadn't intended to give her much.

"That'll do."

handed him a pen. Casper hesitated for a moment before

collected the papers. "Once Ms. Eliza is discharged,

there. I'll give it to her myself." Casper lowered his head and lit another cigarette, but

the leather pouch and placed it on his desk.

held his phone, typing a

was just more work. He had lived so fully the past year

many messages and then erased them, wrote more, and then deleted them, and in the end,

His

scrolled the screen, opening

grandfather. They were candid shots taken by his secretary at home and in

with a password,

wedding dress that many had worn and was smiling happily, and Casper looked unhappy with a stiff expression. He clearly disliked

and she was smiling, her eyes shaped like crescents as she waved goodbye

but had

cautiously probing, "How's Mr. Casper's mood? I

no one's mood would be great." Dillon