His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Alright, you can go now; it'll be ready soon," she said.

"Okay."

He nodded, not saying much, just standing quietly at the kitchen door, his eyes tenderly following her busy figure.

Her movements were so smooth and natural, like he had seen her cook for him a thousand times before.

A wave of emotion surged through him.

If, after every long workday, there was a woman waiting to cook him dinner like this, wouldn't life be perfect?

The thought made a gentle smile tug at his lips.

Three dishes and a soup.

She had prepared them with care, just the way Casper liked.

It was strange, after all these years, she still remembered his tastes.

Maybe she was deeply infatuated.

Just as they were about to sit down to enjoy the cozy dinner, the doorbell rang, breaking the peace.

"Who is it?" Casper frowned slightly, getting up to answer the door.

Standing there was David.

eyes met, and both were momentarily

peering inside. "Where

now?" Casper's

a knack for

ignored his mood, shoving past him to enter

found Eliza, instantly filling with uncontrollable sorrow. "Eliza, come with me to the hospital; my dad... he's

Eliza had just returned from the hospital earlier that day, knowing Carter's condition was dire. "David, wait for me in the car. I'll be down in a minute."

"Your dad's dying, and you're dragging her into it? Do you really think she's part of your family? David, you can't be this

ignored Casper's anger, pushing past him and

set

the door. "You go ahead and eat. I need to goto the hospital;

just go running.

QUMS

me. Shouldn't

understand why

so cold

to use these so-called emotions

Eliza not see

was there to argue about with

pass away without regrets could be a good

have anything more to say.