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?"

she hated me, she could've come after me. Why did she choose to end

why Eliza had ended her life so easily. Maybe a bout of depression

are still many things to handle, like the engagement party... We need

anything. Nothing..." Casper's voice was hoarse, filled with endless despair and sorrow. His world turned to monochrome in that instant. Dillon couldn't persuade Casper to leave. He had no

she heard the news about Eliza. She didn't know how she managed to get to the hospital; every step felt as heavy

took a couple of deep breaths. She didn't want to disturb Casper, and turned to Dillon. "How could this happen? Just... a

said... it was suicide," Dillon

her body. Suicide? It was unexpected, yet not unexpected. After enduring so much inhumane treatment,

Casper's red-rimmed eyes. Her voice

Caroline, before the incident, their relationship had actually improved quite a bit. Please don't blame him," Dillon

into a cold smirk. Improved? If their relationship had truly improved, would she have chosen to end her life? "It was just

freed."