His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 421

"Eliza..." Eliza choked on her words, deciding to ignore him and head to the bathroom. "Fine, stay if you want. I can't be bothered."

She walked off to the bathroom.

Casper collapsed on the couch, falling asleep with his clothes still on.

When Eliza came out of the shower, she couldn't quite describe the mix of emotions she felt seeing him sprawled there.

"Casper, you should go home to sleep. You're not feeling well, and you're just making it worse by staying here. If something happens to you, how am I supposed to explain it to the Welton family? Please, just go home." Half-asleep, Casper managed to sit up on the couch for a moment before stumbling towards Eliza's bedroom.

He sank into the softness of her bed, surrounded by her unique scent. It was more intoxicating than any drink.

He basked in it, clinging to the comfort, not wanting to move an inch.

"Hey, Casper, what are you doing in my room?" Eliza, drying her hair, frowned. "If you need a bed that badly, go sleep with my dad."

"No way." He wanted to sleep holding his wife, smiling sleepily. "I want to sleep... with you."

"You must be really drunk."

He patted the spot next to him, earnestly promising, "I swear I won't touch you; you can relax."

Eliza frowned, crossing her arms. "Do you even believe yourself? If you swear that if you touch me, you'll never, ever get it up again, maybe then I'll consider it." Casper: ...This woman is brutal.

"Alright." Not believing in the power of such oaths, he feigned a yawn. "Come on, get to sleep. I'm not waiting for you. I'm going to sleep now."

He turned over, leaving half the bed for Eliza.

Eliza: ...

cold, and indeed, sleeping on the couch

bed with Casper? She couldn't get over

In the end...

the couch

little disturbance as possible, carried her back to the bed. Her body was

gently held her chilled hand,

warmth enveloped her in her sleep, and

felt a stir in his heart

her like this forever, doing nothing else,

But would she?

darkness, his eyes

the middle

out for

this

felt it again,

again, and you'll regret it," a deep, husky voice sounded from above

back, realizing

Her face flushed hot.

You... me... why

clearly remembered falling asleep on

Sleepwalking?

actually sleepwalked to

Is that even possible?

bedside lamp, its soft light outlining his features more gently. The lingering smell of alcohol was gone, and he now

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