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?"

did she choose to end her own life? Dillon, tell me why. Was it

her life so easily. Maybe a bout of depression overwhelmed

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

want those contracts. I don't want anything. Nothing..." Casper's voice was hoarse, filled with endless despair

know how she managed to get to the hospital;

at Eliza on the morgue gurney, and took a couple of deep breaths. She didn't want to disturb Casper, and turned

police said... it was suicide," Dillon said

much inhumane treatment, poor Eliza could no longer bear it. She had been strong. At least, she had

Casper's red-rimmed eyes. Her voice was hoarse, "Now that she's gone,

quite a bit.

Improved? If their relationship had truly improved, would she have chosen to end her life? "It was just an illusion," she said

freed."