His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 616

Even if no doctor at Welton International Hospital could save him, Casper wasn't about to throw in the towel. He was ready to scour the globe if he had to. He couldn't just stand by, feeling helpless, regardless of whether Eliza was on board with his plans or not. So, he moved Brock to the top-notch facility under Welton International for treatment.

Watching Eliza, her eyes red from sleepless nights worrying over their sick son, tugged at Casper's heartstrings. "I'll stay here, you go get some rest," he murmured gently, not wanting to disturb her fragile state.

Eliza blinked through her dryness, stubborn as ever, "I can manage."

"But what if you get sick too? Then what?" he pleaded, hoping she'd put herself first for once, "Come on, be good."

Eliza let out a bitter laugh, her lips curling with irony, "If I get sick, won't that just make room for you?"

Casper: ...

He chose not to spar with her over such remarks. Some things weren't as straightforward as she believed, and there would be time to explain everything later. "Please, just listen, okay?" he coaxed gently.

clear-Brock needed a transplant. Neither she nor Casper were a match. Their youngest was too little, and even if he was a match, the risks were high that it could

but Brock's condition was acute. By the time she

hoping to find one quickly so Brock could have the surgery

the hospital room with a little boy in tow. Eliza tensed up at the sight of

a nightingale's song. The little boy, looking at Brock on the bed, tugged at his mom's sleeve, "Mom, is that my brother Brock?" "Shh, your brother's sleeping.

hand over his mouth,

how's the little one doing?" The woman ignored Eliza completely, directing her question to

Casper started, but Eliza rose abruptly, her chair scraping softly against the floor. She fought to keep her emotions in check, refusing to let her anger boil over,

away She pressed her lips together in an apologetic smile, "We'll

boy's hand, she left the room. Casper was about to speak, but Eliza's icy tone cut him off, "You go out

unspoken words dissolved into a resigned sigh, and he trudged out of the

him with a soft, reassuring

he had already put out a hefty reward, hoping it might coax someone into lending a