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."

Dillon quickly handed him a pen.

"Once Ms. Eliza is discharged, I'll take

head and lit another cigarette, but he

placed it on his desk.

his phone, typing a message

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

messages and then erased them, wrote more, and then deleted

His

scrolled the screen, opening

were of him and his grandfather. They were candid shots taken by his secretary at

an album locked with

wedding photo with Eliza. She had on an 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 album

Her ponytail was tied high, and she was smiling, her eyes shaped like crescents as she waved goodbye to him.

but had never

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

one's mood would be great." Dillon