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."

and Dillon quickly handed him a pen. Casper hesitated for a moment before he

Eliza is discharged, I'll take them for her

and lit

the leather pouch and placed it on his desk. "Alright, Mr.

his phone, typing a message

had lived so fully the past year solely because of vengeful obsession. He didn't know if it was

them, wrote more, and then deleted

nothing. His fingers

scrolled the screen, opening

of him and his grandfather. They were candid shots taken

with a password, containing

old wedding dress that many had worn and was smiling happily, and Casper looked unhappy with a stiff expression. He clearly disliked this photo, yet he saved it in his

eyes shaped like crescents as she waved goodbye to him. He could no longer distinguish whether this girl was Nova

world but had never

him, cautiously probing, "How's Mr. Casper's mood? I won't be walking into a

divorce, no one's mood would be great." Dillon