His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 458

"Outside the hotel," he said, guessing Eliza was fretting over Brock. "Brock's fine, don't worry."

She knew Brock was okay, but even with him being fine, he couldn't exactly patch himself up here. "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"

"Not now."

He still didn't know who was behind the attack, and Dillon was already investigating. Going to the hospital would only tip off the assailant. These were just surface wounds, nothing serious.

Eliza could guess his thoughts. She lowered her gaze and, with her slender, delicate fingers, started cleaning the wounds on his chest with meticulous care. Her touch was gentle as she wiped away the blood.

Once the wound was clean, she carefully applied some ointment, the cool sensation making his heart skip a beat. His gaze on her was a mix of complexity, affection, and barely contained desire.

The deepest wound was on his left palm, a nasty cut. After applying the medicine, she wrapped it with thick gauze, but blood still seeped through.

"This hand... could it have damaged the nerves?" She wasn't a doctor, but she knew hands were delicate. "It's still bleeding..."

brushing it off, seemingly not

to call him fearless

someone in business, or

tugged at her lips. "What kind of personal vendetta could I have? If I owe anyone anything emotionally, it's you. Did you

did this turn

wanted to kill you, you'd be

a scoff, her beautiful eyes glaring at him. If

find the culprit, just blame

en

it wasn't her, and gently ruffled her hair. "Got serious? I was

speechless for a

bring Brock here? 10 haven't even told him

really busy. 'don't have

en

UM

go back to Falconridge, have Dillon take him. Don't worry about his safety; I'll make sure he's absolutely safe." He looked at her earnestly, his tone patient. "If you don't have time to pick him up on weekends, let Mom do it. Have him stay at the family