His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 357

He glanced at the mother and son duo in the rearview mirror and said, somewhat meekly, "Okay."

Casper, who had lost his memory, was indeed much more mild-mannered than the Casper of the past.

Maybe, deep down, he wasn't a bad-tempered person to begin with. Perhaps encountering her had turned him into a villain.

How strange.

How did she end up blaming herself?

In this marriage, she was the victim, even if she shouldn't have trapped him with that marriage contract. He shouldn't have treated her that way, right?

Forget it. It's all water under the bridge now. After several brushes with death, she had come to see the past in a much dimmer light.

On the road, David called Eliza to ask if she had picked up Brock.

"We've got him, we're on our way home now."

"The roads are slippery in the rain, drive carefully," came the gentle voice from the other end.

"I know, don't worry about

asked jealously, noting how tenderly she spoke

kind to her. With them, she at least didn't feel burdened. But, whether with the old Casper or the now amnesiac Casper, she always felt immense pressure. She could never relax, and she

Brock like him?" Casper asked the little guy in the rearview mirror. "Brock, do you

"I like Mr. Casper."

was endearing, and his words

warmth in his heart. "Then would you like

Eliza: ...

nonsense is

you please watch what you

what's a dad?" The little guy blinked his innocent eyes. "Kids at preschool say I'm a wild child without a dad, but I've

was the first time Eliza heard about this

do the kids say you're a wild child

was calm as if telling a story.

her heart felt as if

sliced by a sharp knife,

and breath-stealing.

was deep helplessness, the agony of being powerless to change reality. She hugged her son tightly, wishing to erase all the hurt he had endured with her embrace. Her eyes gradually moistened, but she

her emotions, turned the steering wheel, and pulled over