"If you haven't eaten, just ask Dillon to order something for you. I'm no chef," Eliza said, her tone and expression as chilly as a winter's day.

Casper reached over and grabbed her half-eaten takeout box. "Let me have a bite of your meal."

Her takeout box had both veggies and meat, but it looked pretty unappetizing. Casper wasn't used to leftovers. If he didn't like the food, he'd definitely take it out on her.

Eliza snatched her takeout back and tossed it straight into the trash. "Better let Dillon order you a fresh one."

Casper pouted, "Forget it. I'd rather starve."

Dillon secretly chuckled. Casper was really being difficult.

"Ms. Valerie, Mr. Casper's been running a fever all day. It's rare for him to have an appetite, and you... why did you throw it away?"

"An appetite for leftovers?" Eliza mocked with a slight curl of her lip. "How unique."

Casper felt hurt. Was she really mocking him so blatantly?

Dillon was utterly amused by the scene. She was getting bolder.

Casper and

there was a small rest area where she liked to nap, giving her tired body and

into the rest area, Casper followed like a gust of wind, forcefully invading her personal space. His movements were quick and

devour her entirely. The ferocity of it,

to push him away, but his body was

felt like a butterfly caught in a web, unable to struggle, and only able to be swept away by the

as if about to merge her into his soul. Their

voice carried

to maintain some distance,

"I have you."

back of her head and kissed her dominantly, the embrace

behavior.

hitting him

it hurt.

where

he groaned, "Eliza, do you really want to hurt me so

her clothes, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness. "I've already told you, I'm on my period right now, but

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