The grand gates of Mercy Hospital creaked open slowly.

A sleek Rolls-Royce glided in, and the gates shut behind it with a heavy thud.

Eliza was just like before, sitting there hugging her knees, lost in thought.

Casper walked in, and she didn't even flinch.

He turned to the staff who had followed him in. "How's she doing?"

"She's fine. Her meals are prepared separately as you ordered, Mr. Welton. But her appetite's not great; she barely eats."

Casper's eyes lingered on Eliza's slender frame for a moment before he waved the staff away.

"Why aren't you eating? Is the food not to your taste?" He approached her, looking down from his towering height.

Eliza stayed silent.

She didn't want to talk to him.

She just stared blankly out the window at the sparrows perched on the bare branches.

come back again. It was as if

come to see you? What did you two

sting in her eyes, finally lifting her gaze to him. "He said he wants to take me

let out

if scoffing at

you go with him?" His dark eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of danger in them. "Do you not want

"I'm not like you, Mr. Casper, who enjoys having affairs within a marriage. I bet the whole of Falconridge is

strong fingers lifting her chin. "Aren't you always so

flickering in her eyes. "Jealous? Bitter? Mr. Casper, you give yourself

you home right now," he leaned down, his lips almost brushing

all depend on your

looked at him, her gaze icy yet

you'll never learn to get along

did? Would you stop fooling around? Would you become a normal husband, Mr.

threw him a

It cut deep.

like ink spreading in

most abnormal thing about me was marrying you." She looked at him somberly, her lips curling into a bitter smile. "Casper, if I die one day, would you be relieved? You'd probably wake

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