His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 569

Juan felt a shiver race down his spine at his own speculation. Could it really be? Weren't the ashes sent back to Falconridge? But... it looked so similar. Shaking his head, Juan returned to the hospital room, his mind buzzing with questions. As soon as he walked in, Eliza looked up anxiously, "Was it Dillon?" "It was Dillon," he confirmed.

"And the guy with him, did you get a good look?" she asked, her eyes wide with hope, her lashes fluttering slightly. "Was it Casper?"

Juan hadn't gotten a clear view of Casper. He couldn't say it was him for sure. But seeing those two together was definitely suspicious.

"I think his build was very similar," Juan admitted.

"Not just similar, identical," Eliza declared, almost certain. On the day she had her baby, this man showed up at the hospital with Dillon. If it wasn't him, who could it be?

"Juan, I believe the guy with the silver mask, the one who owns the estate, is Casper," she said.

Juan was taken aback. The estate owner too? He recalled how excited Eliza had been that day. Could it really be true?

"If Casper's alive, why wouldn't he come see you?" Juan wondered aloud. "Why sneak around in the shadows? There's got to be a reason."

Eliza shook her head, just as puzzled. "I don't know. I've got to find a way to meet him."

Juan worried. He didn't

bit, taking it easier than he expected. "If it's not him, I won't be too upset. At least I'll

inevitable. That flicker of hope felt like a dim streetlight in the dark-not bright, but enough to give her the courage to keep

the hospital,

off the idea of visiting

but sean suggested waiting

after her postpartum

restless to heed

that familiar figure, to uncover the

the truth wasn't what she hoped

the door, she pressed the doorbell repeatedly until

servant finally appeared, peerin

the crack "Who are you

of the estate," she said with a warm,

the stranger at the door. "Our

a friend of his. Just let him know I'm here; he'll want to

servant shut the narrow door crack and disappeared. Eliza stood outside, nerves jangling,

the masked man wasn't keen on meeting her.