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."

smile widened even

Eliza: ...

Was he messing

intending to slap him awake,

was happening? Had he

at me. Who am I?" She tried to pull her hand back, her

up, and his

me, who

of her hand,

not Susan.

struggled, the tighter held her,

giving her an unsettling

feeling.

are, and I'll

eyes were hazy, clearly

your ancestor." She lowered her head

his hand, but

tilted his head

her lips in

pushed against him, but he flipped

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

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ancestor? Then I didn't kiss the wrong