His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Eliza looked him straight in the eye, unwavering. "Let's just pretend we never met. That Eliza is gone. Let's go our separate ways and wish each other well."

Wish each other well? He felt a knot tighten in his chest.

"So, you're planning to marry Aaron?"

"Is that any of your concern?"

"No, I guess not." He couldn't help but warn her, "Aaron's not exactly a stand-up guy. If you really want a fresh start, maybe you should find someone more... ordinary."

At least her life would be a bit less complicated.

"I don't need you worrying about me."

Eliza had no lingering feelings for Casper. That bubble called hope had burst completely.

After wandering around town all day, Eliza finally returned to the hotel. Her mind felt tangled with a mess of thoughts, heavy and suffocating. She called the front desk and ordered two bottles of red wine. She wasn't much of a drinker, but she needed something to wash away her sorrows.

Casper, just getting back to the hotel himself, bumped into the waiter delivering the wine.

"Sorry, sir, I didn't see you there. I hope I didn't hurt you," the waiter apologized, looking genuinely regretful.

Casper stepped back, waving it off. "No worries."

asked, "Does the hotel offer room service for

in room 1701. She ordered

Room 1701?

Right next to his. Was she planning to drink

was already waiting for

back," Dillon greeted him with a touch of

Casper mind

Wive a slight nod,

those two

Dillon noticed his distraction

throat. "Mr. Casper,

to

before we arrived. I think our previous suspicions

hummed in response, not showing

you should tell your wife

off.

what?" Dillon

us to part ways and leave each other

for words. When did Mr. Casper become so compliant?