His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"It's freezing here. I'm taking her home," Casper said, stumbling to his feet and heading towards the morgue gurney.

Dillon quickly stepped in to stop him. "Mr. Casper, you can't do this."

"She's my wife. I'm taking her home." His eyes were bloodshot, and he shoved Dillon aside to reach for the lifeless body on the table.

Dillon blocked him again. "Mr. Casper, she's gone. You can't take her."

But Casper acted as if he hadn't heard, still struggling to hold her. "I need to take her home. She broke her promise. I need to teach her a lesson."

"Mr. Casper..." Dillon's voice broke, his eyes welling up. "...we need to prepare for her funeral. You can't take her."

"Get out of my way." Casper's eyes shimmered with grief. "How could she be so heartless? Why did she take her own life?"

down his face, his lips trembling. "Even if she hated me, she could've come after me. Why did she

ended her life so easily. Maybe a bout of

to handle, like the engagement party... We need

Nothing..." Casper's voice was hoarse, filled with endless despair and sorrow. His world turned to monochrome in that instant. Dillon

work, was stunned when she heard the news about Eliza. She didn't know how she managed to get to

couple of deep breaths. She didn't want to disturb Casper,

it was suicide," Dillon

not unexpected. After enduring so much inhumane treatment,

Casper's red-rimmed eyes. Her voice was hoarse, "Now that she's gone, I wonder who you'll torment

actually improved quite a bit. Please don't blame him,"

into a cold smirk. Improved? If their relationship had truly improved, would she have chosen to end her life? "It was just an illusion," she said quietly and sadly. "She was just waiting for the right

freed."