His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 621 Chelsea's car rolled up just in the nick of time. As she stepped out, her face was clouded with displeasure, and after throwing Casper a sharp, resentful look, she got right to work helping Eliza load her bags into the car.

Casper reached for Eliza's arm, trying to strike a deal. "How about you take a few days to cool off? I'll come by in a couple of days, and we can have a proper chat, alright?"

"No need," she replied, mustering every ounce of strength to get those three words out.

Life is full of only a handful of truly significant moments-birth, aging, sickness, and death. Yet, whenever she needed him, he was always absent.

A man's worth isn't measured by his smooth talk when things are easy, but by his unwavering presence

and support when life gets tough. And he... well, he managed to be there for Fiona and her son.

No matter how you slice it, he was a good father, at least to them.

As she was about to get in the car, she gave him one last reminder, "Don't forget to call Roberts; I'll be at the city hall on time."

Chelsea hit the gas, driving away.

Casper stood there, looking like a sad, lost soul...

a red light and

replied, her voice flat. "It's

love was Nova. "When did this

against the window, her voice

was floored. "There's a

ahead.

a piece of work," Chelsea muttered

the urge to curse too. But what good would it do? The

fighting over a man. No man is worth that kind of

face obscured by smoke and a touch of

from the

every bit

homemaker. The table was

atmosphere. The air was

made your favorite dishes. Go wash up," Dylan said excitedly, tugging

one

little guy quickly