His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 639 Casper sauntered over. Eliza slipped out of bed, grabbed her bathrobe, and headed into the bathroom.

"Hey, Eliza, why'd you bring Casper along for work? That guy, if he spots you with some young stud, he'll flip, you know?"

"No offense, but with someone like Casper..."

The guy on the other end was still complaining when Casper snatched the phone.

"Someone like me, huh? What's that supposed to mean?"

His voice was low, deep, and icy, sending a chill down Juan's spine through the phone.

What the heck is going on? Why's Casper answering?

"Hey there, Mr. Casper, long time no see! I was just telling Eliza we should grab a meal together

sometime. When are you free? My treat, just a little hospitality."

Juan's voice instantly turned slick and sweet, laced with a hint of insincerity and nervousness.

your tone wasn't so friendly a moment

neck, "I was just saying, for

you're a top-notch husband, a real gem.

hope, Juan, that

laughed awkwardly, "I won't keep you any

Eliza's phone

was compact but well-equipped-gas stove, fridge, utensils, the whole shebang. The fridge had some basic stuff like bread and sausages,

returned to the hotel, all

to be the kind of guy who wouldn't lift a finger in the kitchen. But now, he was diving into recipes to make her

the time Eliza emerged from her shower, she was drying her hair, barefoot,

underneath. It just barely covered her hips. Her long, slender

you up to? How did you end up covered

tiptoed over

He lifted her onto the counter, his flour-dusted fingers lightly tapping her nose, "Why can't you get into the habit of wearing shoes?

words might've sounded like a scolding, but his eyes were full

spoke to her gently. Her small hands wrapped around his neck, "Mr. Casper, what delicious treat

"How about beef noodles?"