His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

A so-called savior? The idea was downright laughable.

Did she ask him to save her? Or did he save her just to play the hero card? He had teamed up with Nova to steal her designs and let Nova call the cops-how could he have the nerve to call himself her savior after all that?

"That's your version of it," Eliza said dismissively, turning her back to him as she lay down.

Casper was on the brink of losing it.

Dillon quickly intervened, "I'll get a nurse to change your dressing. Don't get worked up. You're still recovering."

Casper's wounds were nearly healed. He'd transferred to this hospital solely because of the severe injuries he'd sustained for Eliza. And yet, she hadn't visited him once. No messages, no calls. It was like nothing had happened, and he couldn't stomach that.

"I should've just let Nova finish you off. It would've been so much simpler."

Eliza slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful face illuminated by the dim light.

That was what Casper really wanted. Everything he did was for Nova, his so-called true love.

voice tinged with a

reply was irritated, "What

you give them to me? I'm ready to sign them ASAP," she said, hoping it

shreds and thrown them away. He'd given up on the idea of divorce. How did Nova know about it?

me change a dressing, and yet you expect me to give you that?" Eliza sat up abruptly. He was clearly making things difficult for her, acting like he was the one

the divorce papers today. I'll sign them immediately." Eliza

looked at her leisurely, "We'll see

back with the nurse, "Mr. Casper, the nurse is here to

the supplies. Mrs.

deliberate lookat Eliza

hated Casper's mocking

lip, she got out of bed and took

nurse said nothing and

single look from

room was dimly lit. Casper was in his hospital gown, reclined with his hands behind his head, staring blatantly at Eliza. "Unbutton it,"