His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Don't catch them all, or there won't be any left to see. Be a good boy and listen to me," Casper coaxed with endless patience.

He had always been like this for the past three years. He wasn't sure where this sudden surge of patience came from. Perhaps it was from the guilt he felt towards Eliza. Casper parked Robin's wheelchair and then sat down on a rock.

He glanced at his watch. It was nine o'clock. Taking out his phone, he sent Valerie a message. Great, he had been blocked.

"Dillon, can you check who Valerie is with right now?"

The response was immediate, "Of course, Mr. Casper."

Soon, Dillon called back, "Ms. Valerie is... she's currently dining with Dr. Martin... at the Rona Italian Restaurant."

Here he was with Robin, braving the cold wind, waiting for her, and she had gone on a date with Aaron.

He stood up, brushed off his pants, and started pushing Robin back home.

Robin was not satisfied yet, and threw a little tantrum. "I want to see more. See the fireflies."

"Tomorrow, I'll bring you again, okay?"

can't lie

won't lie to you. Not

infused with a touch of medieval charm. The patrons were mostly high society elites and dignitaries. Casper walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat between the two, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, what a romantic atmosphere. How about we share

no

joy, your son? Didn't he

of mockery as

napkin and coldly stood up. "Excuse me, I need to

reach the restroom door, her wrist was caught in

the stall, the two

shock. "Mr. Casper, what is

control, Do

She struggled

push

her voice cold

with

I

about Robin's illness?" He pinned her against the door. "Now that you've climbed up the social ladder, do

don't understand what you're talking about."