His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper shouldn't have been so hung up on it. A mistake is a mistake, and his was beyond fixing. He had come to terms with that.

Casper pulled back the covers, tucked Eliza in, and was ready to leave. But she jumped onto his back like a nimble kitten, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Tell me, who are you really?" she demanded. "I'm...," he gritted his teeth, "a waiter."

Her response was a soft "oh," tinged with disappointment. But she didn't get off his back. Instead, she clung to him tightly, as if trying to soak up some warmth and comfort.

He turned his face slightly. "Go back to bed and get some rest. You need it."

"I, I..." she began, but then a wave of nausea hit her. Her stomach churned violently, and she couldn't hold it back. She opened her mouth, and a burst of vomit came out, splattering all over his shirt. Casper froze. Fighting his own nausea, he carried her to the bathroom, where she clung to the toilet and vomited. He took off his shirt and tossed it aside.

He knelt next to her and gently patted her back. "How much did you drink?"

"Two, two bottles," she said, holding up three fingers.

He couldn't help but laugh, despite his annoyance. "That's quite something."

utterly weak. He called Dillon to get some hangover remedies and bring them over. He stayed

he left, he scribbled a note on the medicine box. "Take with warm water. Don't drink

returned to his room and took a long shower. Early the next morning, he and Dillon headed back to

her throat on fire. She had

head, she

she reached for it, took a glance, and then threw it away in shock. It

he have bought this medicine? Could he have been here last

the covers, relieved to find her clothes still on. She calmed down

head to the

with vomit. Another piece of evidence proving that Casper

eyes. What a stroke of bad

he invited her for a weekend yacht trip to clear her mind. Feeling weighed down, she agreed. Nothing was more refreshing than

piloted a small yacht.

hand, stood on the deck. The sea shimmered under the sunlight, the breeze blowing through her soft hair, making it dance like waves. Such a mesmerizing