His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Eliza's expression was as frosty as a winter morning. "Hard to say."

"When asking for a favor, you should at least try to look friendly. How about a smile?" Casper grinned at her.

Suppressing her growing anxiety and frustration, she tried to keep her voice steady. "Casper, just tell me straight up. Can you help or not?"

"I can, but you'll have to wait until I recover." He reached out, took her hand, and held on. "If you stay and take care of me, I think I'll heal faster."

There was a mischievous glint in his eyes like he was enjoying teasing her.

She'd had enough. She yanked her hand away with more force than intended, forgetting how weak he was. He toppled off the bed and hit the floor with a thud.

The sound startled Eliza. When he fell, his wound tore open, and blood quickly stained the white gauze a shocking burst of red.

He gritted his teeth, his face contorted in pain.

Eliza watched, her heart as cold as her expression. She felt a grim satisfaction as if he was finally getting what he deserved.

"Can you help me up?" he asked weakly, his voice barely above a whisper.

She didn't move and just took a step back, looking down at him with icy indifference. "That's the nurse's job, not mine."

help me,"

blunt and firm. His suffering

heartless." He watched her with hope, reaching

step back. He struggled to get up, and she heard the

the nurse

him? Did the wound open again?" The nurse wrestled Casper back onto the bed,

her lips together, staying

for her. "I'm too

get the doctor." The

blood-soaked gauze, Eliza turned and left the

she was. She lied and

are you here?" She unlocked the door, and he followed

Casper. She had forgotten to tell her not to mention

dead; it shouldn't

you act so

He looken

her with concern.

be easy for you."

decides to

handle it." She kicked off her shoes, hung up her bag,