Casper drove along Falconridge Boulevard, driving for about an hour. He headed straight into Welton International's hospital.

Whether it was guilt or pity, something had whispered to him during that drive, urging him to come here. The hospital was lit up like daylight.

Eliza's room was the most exclusive VIP suite in the entire place. The main lights were off, leaving only a few night lamps casting a warm, soft glow, adding a touch of coziness and calm to the quiet space. He gently opened the door.

Eliza was asleep. On the nightstand were the gifts he had Dillon deliver earlier. A beautiful jewelry box sat there untouched. The black credit card was placed neatly on top, and somehow, he felt a pang of rejection.

He watched Eliza on the bed. Under the soft light, he could clearly see the scars on her wrists. The wounds had almost healed, but the marks were still shocking, etched deeply into her skin like a brand. His fingers, cool to the touch, gently traced those marks...

Eliza's eyes snapped open, and she was met with Casper's magnified, handsome face. She screamed, "Ah!"

"It's me." His voice was unexpectedly gentle and deep. He looked sexy in the dim light. "Did I scare you?"

Eliza quickly pulled down her sleeve to cover the scars. "What do you want?"

"I've been swamped with work these past few days and haven't had time to visit you, but... I've been worried about you."

was worried

he worried about her health, or was he concerned she might

concern." Her voice was as cold as ice in

"Last time, I...

a barely noticeable hint of regret. He wanted to say sorry but couldn't bring himself to. "I shouldn't have been so

found him hard to

an unreliable

believe? His nature was obsessive, impulsive, and volatile. One moment, he might apologize, and the

Eliza stayed silent.

staring intensely at her. She turned her

don't like these gifts?" he broke the silence. He didn't understand what women liked, so he had Dillon pick out the

voice cold and distant. "Mr. Casper, you might as well give these to Nova. I don't like these

frowned slightly, looking

ve

in his heart. "You are Mrs. Welton.

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