His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 605

His heart raced, and his legs felt like jelly, as if he was teetering on the brink of life and death.

"What are you doing with that knife?" He stammered, hoping the alleged affair wasn't a done deal and no drastic action was necessary. "I mean... surely this isn't a life-or-death situation, right?"

Eliza didn't even glance up, her wrist flicked effortlessly, the blade slicing a chilling path through the air. "Casper, you've dirtied your hands, and I'm here to clean up the mess."

The blade gleamed ominously.

She paused, exhaling slowly before turning her head, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

Casper's face turned ghostly pale, his legs refusing to cooperate.

"Sweetheart, don't do this. I can look into it, I promise I'll get to the bottom of it. No need for any drastic measures, really, it's not what it seems."

He backed away, fear gripping him.

One wrong move, and he felt he might end up in a very bad place.

the

gleamed

she took, Casper matched with a step back. Eventually, he was cornered, collapsing onto the soft bed, yielding to

that right?" Her voice was icy,

little time to figure this out, can you give

Adam's apple bobbed

to his throat, slowly moving over each

me a good explanation, I'm going to make sure

almost caught the blade in his hands. "I swear, I've done nothing wrong to you." Gently, he nudged the knife's icy tip away, raising three fingers in a vow, "Just three days, and I'll give you the

want the real truth, not some story you're making up." She hoped he got the message: betray her,

I had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare, my dear wife,

the guest room." She placed the knife on the nightstand, a chill settling in

not daring to hesitate, "Okay, I'll take the

up the knife,

a wall apart, Casper sat with a furrowed brow, his thoughts tangled with the night. How

leaned against the headboard, texting Chelsea on

flew over the screen, "I found

edin