His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 634 "Hey, listen to me," Casper said, holding Eliza's hand tightly, his palm slick with sweat. "Rory died right in front of me. You have to understand, I couldn't say no to anything he asked, especially when I was all alone back then..."

Yeah, she got it. She really did. But why hadn't he married her back then? And why, after ten years of having a family and kids, did he suddenly want to keep that promise? Wasn't he just hurting her? Was she that easy to toss aside?

"Casper, just because I understand doesn't mean I agree. And seriously, how many years has it been? Your kid's already ten..."

Hold on. Kid? That kid...

"Is that child yours?"

Casper shook his head, swearing up and down, "No way, absolutely not mine."

"Then how come he was a match for Brock? We're Brock's biological parents and not even we were a match. So how was he? Are you sure he's not your son?"

Eliza's eyes were filled with doubt.

he might be Rory's, so I tried to make it up to Rory through this kid.

not his friend's... so who else

on earth is going on

Fiona..." Casper sighed, deciding to lay it all out for Eliza. "After Rory died, she moved to another city, hooked up with a rich guy, and got pregnant fast, thinking she could secure her spot with her kid. But the guy wouldn't leave his wife, and she got kicked out. Then she turned her sights on me." Eliza wasn't too shocked. Fiona always seemed a bit... strategic. Rich men aren't idiots. Why would

just out of options; she was determined. She wanted to use Casper's guilt over his dead friend to make herself a wealthy lady. It's one thing to have plans,

tell her from the start? Did he think it wasn't worth mentioning? Or did he figure she didn't

it, the colder her voice got, "So that's the story,

all. Shouldn't we patch things up?" He looked at her

Eliza chuckled softly.

thinking? Just because he explained, she should go back to being Mrs. Welton? What did he

of things we should do, but right now, we should get

you from the start. I was scared you'd overthink, get the wrong idea, that