His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 573

He was definitely feeling a bit feverish, worried he might have a reaction. In a husky voice, he said, "Yeah, it's just not working." "I don't believe you, let me see."

Eliza pulled his hands apart, determined to unbuckle his belt, while his large hands resisted hers. Her gaze accidentally drifted to the back of his hand, where a shocking burn scar caught her eye, stirring a wave of sympathy in her heart. Eliza stopped her actions and gently wrapped her arms around his waist. Her face nestled against his chest, her eyelids slightly damp, with a hint of redness, "You... how could you..."

He was slightly taken aback. His large hands hovered awkwardly, unsure whether to hug her back or not. She held onto him for what seemed like forever.

Finally, she lifted her face to meet his eyes, the only visible part of his face. "How did your hand end up like this?"

"I'm not really sure."

He had been nearly unconscious when it happened. Just like his face, one hand was untouched, while the other was completely scarred.

She let out a deep sigh, hugging him tighter. "Casper, these scars don't matter. What matters is that you can't let them drag you into despair, make you lose confidence, or keep you from loving."

"Elle..." He tried to get her to rethink, "Our relationship... really, you deserve someone better. With everything you have to offer..."

mean the love is gone, Casper?" Her frustration was growing. Did he expect her to raise his two kids and never remarry? What was he thinking? "Elle..." He loved her, but the weight of that

them red in an instant. "Casper, did you divorce me because you don't love me

and shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, it wasn't that. The divorce

don't buy it." She wanted

"If you love me, why do

yourself, you're trappiel

me

I'm suffocating

I'm not okay."

Casper was left speechless.

he was with her, fear still lingered. He didn't even know what he was afraid of. Maybe it was because he'd seen his own hideous, disfigured reflection, and that terrified

me

scared." He was terrified, terrified of

can't handle? Or is it the disdain

only removed the mask when he was alone. He had grown used to

to see