His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Eliza was dying to know the truth, but was wary that Casper might mess things up. So, she headed to Crescent Creek by herself.

Standing outside the kindergarten, she stared at the vibrant, lively woman inside, lost in thought for quite a while.

Could this really be her father's new wife? Or was she just an actress?

How could her father be into someone so young? This woman was only a few years older than her.

"Her name is Lynn. She's twenty-eight. When she met your dad, she was still in college."

Eliza jumped at the voice from behind. She turned to see Casper and asked, surprised and puzzled, "What are you doing here? Are you following me?"

"Just looking out for you," Casper replied casually.

"We're not even close; why do you care?" She turned away from the kindergarten and started walking down the road.

Casper rushed to catch up with her. He continued talking about Lynn, his voice calm and low, "Your dad really took care of her, paid for her college for four years, and got her a job. I heard he even shelled out over two hundred grand for her mom's medical bills." Eliza stopped dead in her tracks, her face a mix of shock and disbelief.

Two hundred grand? How could the Pinotti family possibly have that kind of money?

hundred grand? If you're gonna lie, at least make

believe, but facts were facts, "She became your dad's secret lover; he must've really

expression darkened instantly. No kid wanted to hear that their father loved someone other than their

Her voice was cold, brimming

a son. You just saw him. That little boy opposite her is

truth. Whether Eliza accepted it or tried to run from it was

didn't want to hear anymore and quickened her pace as if she

come back to

was furious now.

as she glared at him. "Is this what men do? Cheat and crush on every new thing? Do first wives mean nothing to you? Are they just

was silent. He knew he was in hot water now. "I was just..."

"Are all the decent

"but there have been some misunderstandings between us. Give me a chance, and I'll explain everything."

of bottled-up pain and

treat me like that. This isn't a misunderstanding. It's who you are. You're just bad to the core, and that won't change. Stop wasting

some things could be fixed, but there were