His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Siblings?

The word felt loaded with ambiguity.

"Half-brother and half-sister, Mr. Juan, you really know how to play the game," Casper sneered, his voice dripping with jealousy and envy.

It was clear.

He was a man; he got it.

Juan shook his head with a smirk, clearly enjoying Casper's irritation, and kept talking.

"We grew up together. I'm even a month older than her, so I guess that makes me the one who knows her best. But we haven't seen each other in years. I've heard bits and pieces about what she's gone through. Seems like you, her ex, really did a number on her." Casper's chopping suddenly halted.

He threw the knife down in frustration and glared at Juan.

"What are you trying to say?"

Juan drew out his words, taunting, "I mean, isn't it a bit late for you to be playing the good guy now? I heard you're engaged. Yet here you are, at Eliza's place, cooking soup. What are you trying to prove?" "You don't need to understand."

Casper picked up the kettle, filled it with water, and plugged it in, all with a calm that belied his inner turmoil.

Casper always kept a wary distance from that smug, playful man.

Juan seemed fascinated by

casually against the kitchen doorframe, arms crossed, Juan watched

left with a brother who's not all there and a little boy in kindergarten. If someone messes

into a mocking grin, "Mr. Casper, do you think people will

brow furrowed, turning to Juan with annoyance, "What's your

you and Eliza were supposed to finalize your divorce, the civil affairs office had a sudden

tone was teasing, a

Men understand these things.

right when it mattered most?

want." Casper wasn't

smirk widened, taking it as

against the divorce, why get engaged to someone else? Mr. Casper, I really don't

and Casper

ease, then moved on to prepare the

showed no sign

no intention of engaging

help you," Juan said, knowing Casper might not believe him. "I'm saying, if you go through with this engagement

Casper fell silent.

a long pause, he finally