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..."

he said, brushing it off, seemingly

know whether to call him fearless or just used

you upset someone in business, or is this a

For a moment, she was taken aback, then a faint smile tugged at her lips. "What kind of personal vendetta could I have? If I owe

this

to kill you,

over by now, she retorted with a scoff,

the culprit, just

en

laughed, knowing it wasn't her, and gently ruffled her hair.

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you bring

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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 home for a couple