His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 433

At dusk, Casper made a trip back to the old family estate. Dillon mentioned that in a few days, Eliza would be taking Brock away. And the promise to help him find his dad was still hanging in the air.

Every time the little guy saw him, he'd run towards him with all his might, making Casper feel like he was needed. Today was no different.

"Mr. Casper." Brock hugged Casper's neck, rubbing his face against his, whispering in his ear like he was sharing a secret, "In a couple of days, mom is going to take me home."

Brock looked a lot like Eliza-fair skin, long eyelashes, and when he smiled, two shallow dimples appeared. Only on closer inspection did Brock resemble him a bit. Maybe that's why he hadn't realized Brock was his son at first; they didn't look much alike.

"Is that so? Do you miss your mom, Brock?" Casper asked, his gaze soft and unusually serious as he studied the little guy.

But resemblance didn't really matter. What mattered was Brock's somewhat fragile, timid, and insecure nature probably because he grew up without a father. Casper felt a pang of sympathy for the child. But he couldn't forcibly keep Brock by his side. It was a tough choice, but he had none.

his face, gently bringing him back. "Mr. Casper, did

he had to deceive this

sounded a bit down but still spoke maturely. "I know, finding dad is

just that uncle has been busy with work

him, blinked his big eyes. "Mr. Casper, if you find my dad, can you ask him why

ached. Sour, painful, and

a child burdened with such thoughts every

had insisted on not letting go of Eliza's hand, would they have become

grew sore. He

he has

know, always have this or that

issue. Brock, you're still young. You understand when you