His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"I was your late wife," Eliza corrected him coldly, her eyes void of any warmth.

"A wife, late or not, is still a wife!" Casper's voice quivered slightly, almost imperceptibly. "As long as our marriage certificate exists, you will always be my wife, Eliza. You..." He felt like he was losing his mind. The more he tried to suppress his anger, the more it threatened to explode.

Jealousy.

Yes, it was jealousy.

Jealousy that twisted his features beyond recognition.

Before he could finish, Eliza cut him off. "Casper, stop fooling yourself. It's over between us. That marriage certificate is nothing but a piece of trash now."

She glanced at his face with indifference, gently pulling her arm free and continuing inside.

Casper stood in the rain and kicked the cobblestone pavement in frustration. His anger was quickly replaced by a deep sense of helplessness.

soaked. Would you like me to draw you a bath?" The servant,

livid; without a word,

Casper lashed out at her again, she would

I need a bath," he ordered, his expression

warm water began to flow, gradually filling the tub. She carefully adjusted the temperature, making

was about to leave when his arm reached out to block her. His grip was strong, as if he wanted to trap her in this small

take a bath

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He. lifted her and set her on the sink, resting his arms on either side of her. "Why must you always fight me? I know

older man before? Do you truly not mind raising another man's child? Do you really not care that I can't have

knew exactly what buttons

was prone to rage; he could even strangle her in the next moment.