His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Feeling scared?" he asked, his collar slightly open, revealing a delicate collarbone and a faint masculine scent. He propped his hands lightly beside her. "If you want me to let you go, it's simple." Her eyelashes quivered slightly as she tried to stay calm, but the panic in her eyes was hard to hide.

A smug smile played on his lips as he pulled out his phone and dialed Dillon's number.

Soon, Dillon rushed into the hospital room carrying a box full of canned peaches.

"You like these, don't you?" He glanced at the cans, then turned to Dillon, "Since she loves them so much, open every single one and let her have her fill."

Dillon looked shocked for a moment but then quickly started opening the cans. The sweet smell of peaches soon filled the room.

Eliza's eyebrows knitted together. She'd just barely escaped death's door and was still filled with relief and exhaustion.

Thirty cans of peaches? Was he trying to send her back to the brink?

Her desperate and angry eyes showed she was utterly disappointed in this man. "Don't you like them? What, is it because they're not from David that you don't want them anymore?" He leaned in closer, almost blocking out the light above her, his voice teasing, "Isn't that it?" Eliza's face was expressionless. "I'm not

had sent and threw them into the trash can. The cans made a

something." Casper's voice faded into the air as

stared at the thirty cans of

up each can and dumped them all in the

window to let

car, resting with

the years, Dillon was the only one who could speak candidly with Casper. "Mr. Casper, you're about to divorce her. Why bother

emotion in his eyes. He turned to Dillon, his voice tinged with hesitation and confusion,

looked at the usually composed man, now showing an unexpected vulnerability and confusion. "Mr. Casper, why the

just gestured with his hand. "Let's go, we're going horseback

Dillon nodded. "Yes, sir."