His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 332

"No worries, we can start over," Carlos said, extending his right hand.

Casper glanced at the outstretched hand and then quickly pulled back. "No need," he replied.

Carlos was taken aback. Hearing the so-called mute speak was a surprise. His eyes lit up with a mix of shock and curiosity, locking onto Casper's handsome face. This guy seemed not just capable of talking now, but his whole demeanor had shifted. "You can talk? Have you... come to your senses, too?" Carlos asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Casper's brows knitted together. When had he ever been unable to speak? When had he ever become mentally challenged?

Carlos felt a surge of luck. "What's your name?" he inquired, stepping closer to Casper.

But Casper's wary eyes only grew more defensive. He backed away, "Do you need something?"

"Maybe we could be friends," Carlos suggested, trying to sound genuine.

in making friends," Casper retorted, slamming

across his face despite the

lost memories. He didn't recognize Eliza or Brock. He had no clue how he ended up here, how long he'd

trying to piece everything together, but the memories evaded him. His life was now filled with strangers-some kind, some malicious, and some with

front door ajar and a crowd of people

"Who are you all? What are you doing in my house?"

the crowd. Eliza's breath

he

to take Mr. Casper," Dillon

blow to the head bring back his memory? But Casper still looked at her and Brock like they were

called me

excitement. "Thank God, M Casper is alive. He

making her way toward Casper, surrounded by black-suited figures.