His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 564

He lifted his gaze, locking eyes with her. In the depths of his eyes, a swirl of emotions flickered-hesitation, maybe, or perhaps a touch of nostalgia.

Caroline let out a soft chuckle, "What, are you scared?"

He switched off the car, pushed open the door, and climbed out. His tall frame loomed over Caroline, making her appear particularly petite.

"Someone like me, stepping into a place like this, feels a bit off, don't you think?"

"Do you always have to talk like that?" Caroline's face showed a mix of disappointment and irritation. "It's not like this is your first time here. What, do you need an apology to make it right?" "Wouldn't dare," he replied, his tone polite yet distant.

"Why do you always put up this formal front with me? It's not like I'm going to eat you," Caroline quipped as she turned and strolled to the door, punching in the code. "Come on in, have a drink with me, and unwind."

Caroline left the door slightly open for Dillon. He lingered at the threshold, torn between stepping in and staying out, a cocktail of emotions swirling inside him-hesitation, a touch of fear, and a sprinkle of nostalgia. Memories of that night, the sprawling king-sized bed, and those intimate moments danced vividly in his mind.

Taking a deep breath, he finally walked in.

and alluring, her long, slender legs catching the light

shoe cabinet with her

"Got it."

new and still in its

out." Caroline pulled a

to her,"

quick action. "She really shouldn't get

poured a glass of wine

over. "This wine was a special order by Luke from a famous French vineyard, meant to impress me. When the engagement got called off, I thought about tossing it, but... it's really good wine. Would be a shame to waste it. Give it a

to cancel the engagement

aim at

thought there was something between

BUMS

was a trace of bitterness in it. She gently swirled her wine, the red liquid dancing

we were the 'right' age, just a marriage without any real love,