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

collected the papers. "Once Ms. Eliza is discharged, I'll take them

Casper lowered his head and lit another cigarette, but he didn't smoke it; he just held it between his

and placed it on his

phone, typing a message and

a dull person. Apart from work, it was just more work. He had lived so fully the past year solely because of vengeful obsession. He

many messages and then erased them, wrote more, and

nothing. His fingers

scrolled the screen, opening

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

an album locked with a password,

worn and was smiling happily, and Casper looked unhappy with a

smiling, her eyes shaped like crescents as she waved goodbye to him. He could no longer distinguish whether this girl was Nova or someone else. She

but had never

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

mood would be