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 they couldn't

you? What did you two

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

out a mocking

if scoffing at Zach's

narrowed slightly, a hint of danger in

like you, Mr. Casper, who enjoys having affairs within a marriage. I bet

bitter?" He smirked, his long, strong fingers lifting her chin. "Aren't you

pulled her chin away, disdain flickering in her eyes. "Jealous? Bitter? Mr.

admit you're wrong, I can take you home right now," he leaned down, his lips almost brushing hers. "Just

not all depend on your whims, Mr.

at him, her gaze icy yet carrying an elusive emotion that made

darkened. "Eliza, you'll never learn to get along with

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

him a disdainful

It cut deep.

grew darker like ink spreading in

bitter smile. "Casper, if I die one day, would you be relieved? You'd probably wake up laughing from

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