His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 410

Chapter 410

It's more than just a tragedy.

Casper returned, tossing his mask to Caleb before taking a long swig from his flask.

"Bro, I think it's time to let it go," Caleb said gently, watching Casper with concern.

Casper didn't say a word, his mood as dark as a storm cloud, drowning his sorrows with another drink. He felt down, sure, but not angry. She had turned him down, but she had also turned down others. There was no reason to feel unfairly treated. But...

"Bro, your girl is dancing with another guy." Caleb leaned over the railing, looking down at the couple on the dance floor, chatting and laughing. "That guy's not even wearing a mask and looks pretty handsome, way more outgoing than you." "What?"

Casper walked over, his eyes narrowing as he locked onto the man and woman dancing below. His face turned a shade of green with jealousy.

She had just refused to dance with him, claiming she couldn't, and now she was in another man's arms. This was a slap in the face.

With a scowl, he turned back to his seat, waving his hand to pour himself another drink.

things together. With a slight smile and a shake of his head, he stepped forward to console him, "My sister-in-law is a natural beauty, so it's normal for some

respond; he just sat there in silence, staring blankly at his

Caleb: ...???

Was he really heartbroken?

I'll go find out

quickly headed downstairs. Eliza was still dancing with that man. His eyes shifted, spotting Chelsea sitting

over to sit next to her. He tapped his fingers lightly on the smooth table, the

looked up, her eyes narrowing slightly, "A

Caleb. You misunderstood me last time." Chelsea put down her phone, crossing her arms as she looked at him with disdain. "So, a doctor can't be a

his hand, not wanting to argue. "Even if I was, I haven't hurt you. You don't have to be so biased

Bias? More like contempt.

change the subject. "Chelsea, I

without even calling me 'miss'?"

...Is this woman

much older are you than me? Do I really need to call you 'miss'?" He felt slightly

by a creep." "You..." Caleb felt his patience wearing thin but took a deep breath and forced a smile. "...Miss Chelsea, may I