His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 566

nose, her voice catching in her throat amidst the smell of alcohol. "What are you getting at? I didn't mean it that way."

Dillon's words rattled off like a machine gun, filled with frustration and a hint of self-awareness. Caroline blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. A wave of hurt washed over her out of nowhere. Her eyes began to redden as she rubbed her

"I don't care what you meant, Miss Caroline. You should get some rest. I'm leaving."

Dillon turned on his heel to go. But Caroline stumbled out of bed, throwing her arms around his waist. Her face pressed against his back, she whispered through her tears, "Dillon, do you really not like me at all? Am I going to go through life without anyone ever liking me?" "I..."

Could he even dare? Was he even worthy? He knew his place. How could he possibly think he deserved her affection? She waited for his response, but it never came. Her grip loosened, and she let go of his waist, feeling the weight of her unworthiness. "Fine, you can go."

She turned away unsteadily, her eyes brimming with disappointment. She looked like a vase that had just been shattered. After all, love was never meant to be one-sided. No matter what Dillon said, he was in his prime. Why would he ever fall for an older woman? Feeling drained, she waved him off. "Go on, I'm going to sleep."

Dillon glanced back at her, his heart heavy with a bitter sadness. He didn't know how to put his feelings into words. Maybe, just maybe, he could muster some courage.

don't come from a wealthy family, and I don't earn much. I can't offer you

looked at him,

bet

glimmer of hope.

it was just a comforting lie.

her eyes filled with warmth. "Dillon, thank you, really. I know you're just trying to make me feel better... but you don't have to pity me.

felt a sudden surge of energy. He shrugged off his jacket and tossed it aside, pulling Caroline onto the bed beneath

eyes widened slightly.

bed, neither of us was clear-headed. Now, I'm fully

bit more with each word. She tried to process Dillon's

at him, seeing a mix of expectation and desire in his eyes. Was he serious? Or was it just a physical need? Suddenly, she felt a rush of

do you mean

know we're both adults

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