His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 502

"In this freezing weather, sleeping outside is just asking for trouble. You could catch your death or, at the very least, a nasty cold." Eliza set up the sleeping bag for Casper.

But Casper waved it off, saying, "I'll just pile on some more blankets. I'm a man; I'll be fine."

Eliza gave him a skeptical look. "Are you sure about that?"

"Absolutely. Get some rest," Casper reassured her. After arranging his blankets, he lay down beside her, watching as Eliza snuggled into her sleeping bag before he finally closed his eyes. Later that night...

Eliza was woken up by Casper's sporadic coughing and restless tossing. The tent was anything but cozy, and the blankets they had weren't exactly thick. Was he catching a cold? Eliza reached out gently to feel his forehead. It seemed a bit warm.

"Casper," she called softly.

With his eyes still shut, he murmured in response.

"Casper, are you feeling okay?"

he replied curtly, keeping his eyes

a bit raspy, and after another cough, Eliza switched on a small lamp, her eyes falling on his pale face. "Casper, why don't you... come and share the sleeping bag with me?"

clearly, "I said, why don't you come and share the sleeping bag with me? It's pretty roomy, and

scooting closer to

looked half-alive, but his movements were surprisingly quick. Crawling into Eliza's

no complaints

If

would be on Dillon.

sleeping bag quickly shifted from cold

still feel unwell?" she asked, noticing how warm his body was. He must have had a fever.

reply, just nuzzled his face into her shoulder, half-asleep. They were way too close for

She yawned and gently turned over, only for Casper to press

el?

one, and with two adults squeezed inside, comfort was out of the question Eliza's back ached from exhaustion, and feeling uncomfortable, she turned again.

apart.