His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 333

Eliza forced a polite but distant smile. "No need, Mr. Casper. I appreciate the gesture, but you should head back to Falconridge. Safe travels." Casper nodded slightly, his gaze shifting meaningfully towards Dillon. "Dillon."

Dillon stepped forward, immediately understanding. "Mr. Casper, what do you need?"

"Give Ms. Valerie some money. She's taken care of me for so long, and being a single mom isn't easy."

Dillon was speechless. Had Mr. Casper really forgotten everything?

"No need, let's call it even," Eliza declined his offer and returned to her room with Brock.

Casper's brow furrowed as he stared at the door, confusion in his voice. "Did I know her before?"

"This..." Dillon hesitated, unsure if Casper genuinely couldn't remember. Was it temporary amnesia? Or was he pretending? Dillon didn't dare say more.

Surrounded by his entourage, Casper descended the stairs. As he was about to get into the car, he looked up at the second-floor window...

Brock was leaning on the windowsill, waving at him. Something caught in Casper's chest, making him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Mr. Casper, please get in the car," Dillon urged.

they drove away. Brock's eyes filled with tears as he buried himself in Eliza's embrace. "Mom, does Mr. Casper not want

I'll never see Mr. Casper again?" The

He had lost his memory and forgotten everything about her. Their paths were not meant to cross again. She could continue to live in this small town with Brock, which was still the best outcome.

"I like Mr. Casper."

Eliza smiled, remembering how

him for a race on school sports day, Brock had grown attached to him. Perhaps there was a natural bond between father and

make a wish, and maybe

guy believed her, jumping up excitedly. "Then I'll make a wish now. I'll make a

...

returned to its

David. Carter was seriously ill and hoped she could return to Falconridge to see him. Carter was Eliza's mentor and had been very kind to

heavy-hearted, picked her

how is Mr.

voice was choked with emotion, his eyes red. "...he might not have much

always in good

his glasses, trying to compose himself. "He had a stroke

to look at Eliza, pulling the car over to

is that I'm still not married. I was hoping