His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 412

Chapter 412

Caleb shook his head, feeling a bit helpless. "It's probably... we were childhood friends, I guess."

Childhood friends?

He chuckled suddenly, a mix of self-mockery and resignation. Ruffling his messy hair, he tried to clear his head. "Yeah, that's nice."

Casper, teetering on his feet, tried to leave but was too drunk to fight off the dizziness. His body swayed uncontrollably. Seeing this, Caleb quickly reached out to steady him. "Bro, you've really had too much. Let's get you home." There's a kind of drunk where it's not the booze that gets you, but the mood you're in. Casper was that kind of drunk.

Just as Caleb was carefully helping Casper off the boat, they bumped into Eliza, Juan, and Chelsea.

But then, Caleb's foot slipped, and Casper lost his balance. The tall guy crashed to the ground like a leaf in a storm, his handsome face smacking the hard ground with a dull thud-utterly ungraceful and pitiful.

"Bro, are you okay?"

was frantic, fumbling to help Casper up. Eliza hurried over.

was in a bad mood and drank way too much," Caleb sighed, struggling to lift Casper. The dude's face was smeared with mud and blood from the fall, looking a complete mess. "He's really not in a good place. Bro,

and came over without hesitation. The three of them carefully loaded Casper into the car. He was out cold, slumped crookedly against the seat, his body

up his wounds. We'll figure out the rest when he sobers

nodded; there wasn't

drinking too and couldn't drive. And getting Casper into a

en

long would it take to

you please help us out?" Caleb

quickly stepped in front of Eliza. "No way. How you get home is

too, so I can't drive, and we don't have a driver..." Caleb's eyes pleaded with Eliza. "...Sis-in-law, could you do me this favor? I'll pay

call a ride-share. Elle's not your chauffeur," Chelsea insisted, pushing Eliza towards Juan Juan, keep

were just friends not like