His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 363

Eliza laughed, but it was the kind of laugh that was both mocking and sad.

"I want your heart. Will you give it to me?" she asked.

"My heart's been yours for a long time," he said, taking her small hand and placing it over his strong, steady heartbeat. "Listen, it's beating just for you." Eliza pulled her hand back, disgusted. She sneered, "I can't see it."

Casper frowned slightly. Did she really want his beating heart? Because he would give it to her if she asked.

"Right now?" He picked up a kitchen knife from the bedside table, the cold blade pointed at his chest. "I can give it to you."

See, Casper was that crazy. If she said yes, would he actually stab himself? And if he could stab himself, could he stab her too?

She didn't want to be with someone this emotionally unstable. "Casper, do you think I could ever want you like this?"

"Then what kind of me do you want?" he asked, looking at her helplessly. He was willing to give her his life, what more did she want? "Tell me."

She had no interest in

to

in

he was so wrapped up in these indescribable feelings. It wasn't like he didn't have better options. With just a wave of his hand, women would line up to be with him. But ever since that one time with her,

a deep-seated longing and a stubborn desire for that inexplicable feeling. They had to be

his Adam's apple burning. Even his breaths seemed to carry

Eliza: ...

This was truly insane.

the same. His possessiveness made it hard for her to resist. Afterward, he held her tightly, as if she might fly

en

IMS

because of your father's illness, but you've got the wrong guy; he won't be able to get

eyes. How did Casper know about this? It didn't matter? He always had his ways, otherwise, he wouldn't have shown

pressed her down and flipped her over to face

could help her. She guessed