His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 414

Chapter 414

"Will my wife... come back to me?" His eyes were locked onto hers, filled with a desperate longing.

Eliza carefully peeled off the old bandage and replaced it with a new, proper-sized adhesive, gently pressing it onto his face. She soothed him like he was a child, "Of course, she will." "Promise?" He extended his pinky towards her, wanting a pinky swear.

Eliza looked at him, noting his childish demeanor. There was no point in arguing with a drunk man.

She hooked her pinky with his, "Alright, it's a promise."

But as she tried to pull her hand back, he tightened his grip, refusing to let go.

He just kept staring at her, his gaze intense and unreadable.

"Casper, let go, please."

"I won't." He pulled her into a tight embrace, causing her to fall against his chest. She hit him in frustration. "Casper, you're drunk. I won't hold it against you, but don't push it."

A faint smile played on his lips, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

She frowned, puzzled by his amusement. Clearly, he wasn't sober yet.

In a softer tone, she tried to coax him, "Come on, let me go. Go to sleep, and you'll feel better."

widened

Eliza: ...

he messing with

awake, but he caught it and

Had he mistaken her for

to pull her hand back, her brow furrowed.

lips curled up, and

me,

thumb caressed the back of her hand,

not Susan. Let me

tighter held her, his

giving her

feeling.

are, and I'll let you

were hazy,

ancestor." She

his hand, but

he tilted

her lips in a

pushed against him, but he flipped her

his face away, gasping for air. "...Look at me. I'm not your fiancée. You

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not my ancestor? Then I didn't kiss the wrong