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.

you like me to draw you a bath?" The servant, seeing Casper drenched from the rain, hurried over with

without a

out at her again, she would turn

I need a bath,"

to the bathroom anyway. She gently pressed the faucet, and warm water began to flow, gradually filling the tub. She carefully adjusted the temperature,

he walked in, he started unbuttoning his shirt. Eliza was about to leave when his arm reached out to block her. His grip was strong, as if he wanted to trap her

take a bath

period," she said

that means you can't

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bare torso glistening. 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 I've done wrong in the past. I

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

he cared. She knew exactly

he could even strangle her in the