His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 598

The bag was something Casper had personally picked out. Summer handled picking it up for him. He figured Eliza would appreciate it. Casper was in high spirits. After wrapping up at the office, he swung by the florist and ordered a stunning bouquet of roses. He even

jotted down a note. Just a few heartfelt words, "Wishing my Elle happiness every day. -T."

He felt pretty pleased with himself. A satisfied grin played on his lips as he carefully arranged the bouquet alongside the beautifully wrapped box. Once home, he planned to come up with a clever excuse to get Eliza to open this surprise he had lovingly prepared for her. As he drove into Welton Estate, the car moved smoothly. After parking, he hummed a little tune, his steps quickening as he headed inside. Eliza was in the living room, playing with their little one, who lit up with a big, bright smile the moment Casper walked in, arms outstretched, eager for a hug from dad.

Casper rushed over, too excited to even take off his coat, and scooped the little one up into his arms. The kid was over the moon, kicking his legs with joy, his laughter ringing throughout the room.

"This kid, a real little tiger, have you been secretly missing me?" Casper teased with a warm, doting smile.

arm. "This little guy is getting heavier by the day; I'm practically becoming his personal pillow," she said, a mix of sweet affection and tiredness in her

much. We've got plenty of help around here; let them take over more so you can catch a break," Casper said, his

about to take a seat and rest when Casper handed her the car keys. "I left my jacket in the car, on the back seat. Could you grab it for me?" "Oh,

see any jacket, but there was a purple-wrapped box and

gestures. Lately, though, he was on a roll. Just the other day he got her a Patek Philippe watch

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at his flamboyant handwriting, shaking her head. The size of the box suggested t was a handbag. And sure enough, upon opening it, there it was. The

light. It definitely wasn't hers. Normally, a luxury store wouldn't make a mistake like this. Whose hair could it be? Dark purple hair... It clicked. Casper's new secretary had that exact hair color. She'd seen the secretary once and thought that kind of hair seemed a bit unprofessional for

opened it