Chapter 417

"Casper."

"Casper, are you home?"

It was Susan's voice.

Speak of the devil, and she's here.

Eliza felt it was time to leave. "Your fiancée's here. I'll get going now. Let her take care of you."

Casper grabbed her wrist, looking at her with reluctance, as if he wanted to explain something.

Before he could say a word, Eliza had already pulled her hand free. "Stop tugging at me. Don't let Susan get the wrong idea. I don't want to be seen as the other woman."

She bent down to pack up the first aid kit.

Susan pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.

Seeing Eliza, she was clearly startled. "You... Aren't you Brock's mom? What... What are you doing here?"

"I'm Casper's friend. He got drunk and hurt himself a bit, so I was helping him out," Eliza said calmly, without a trace of guilt or panic. "I've taken care of his injury. You should stay and look after him."

Susan blinked and then looked at the man on the bed.

body was

hazy, making him look every bit the

"You two..."

His temperature's dropped quite a bit. If he gets a fever again, you'd better

demeanor left Susan unable to find

alone together, with disheveled clothes, was it really

as Eliza left,

"Hold on a second."

the woman who had followed her, her tone even. "Is there

you and Casper are really just friends?" Susan's face was full of doubt. Eliza smiled slightly, calm and

rival or a friend, it's all up to how you see it," Eliza said, looking at the girl in front of her, who resembled a younger version of herself. "I hope

didn't quite grasp

what exactly was

you his ex-girlfriend?" Susan asked with a

expression paused slightly. "To be precise...

were you two romantically

then be with him sincerely. Ex-girlfriends or his past women are just gardeners who pruned the dead leaves and branches on

looked at the woman before her, more mature and

she

get what you're saying, but, I really want to know, did you have a relationship with him

her

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