His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 652

"No way, I'm not the type to switch horses midstream," Dillon said with a shake of his head.

Casper chuckled, brushing off the idea. "Come up with something else, man. Don't play with your heart like that."

Dillon wasn't trying to play games with his feelings; he just felt that his relationship with Caroline was dragging everyone down.

Having been around Casper for so long, Dillon saw him as family. The last thing he wanted was for a lackluster romance to cause a rift between them.

"Alright, then... the loser has to call the winner... grandpa." With a mischievous grin, Dillon snapped his riding crop against the horse's flank, "Mr. Casper, see you at the finish line."

"You've got some nerve, kid. Let's see who gets there first," Casper laughed, urging his horse forward to catch up.

Eliza, waiting at the finish line, wore a stylish sunhat and peered down the road through her sunglasses.

Though the autumn air was crisp, the sun was relentless, casting a blinding glare off the ground.

She fanned herself with a sandalwood fan, chatting with Caroline beside her. "So, sis, when are you and Dillon going to tie the knot and give us some wedding sweets?"

Caroline's eyes dimmed a little, and she let out a small laugh, "Actually, he and I... we're about to call it quits."

"What?" Eliza was caught off guard. Dillon didn't seem like the flaky type at all.

Could it be one of those situations where you think you know someone, but you really don't?

"Is there someone else?" Eliza probed.

replied with

new coming into the picture. It's more about two people who just

he not treating you right?" Eliza

maintained her calm demeanor, "Maybe it's just that he didn't love me enough. Don't you think love should be fiery and intense? Ours was

her own words, finding humor in her desire for passionate love in her thirties, "Doesn't it sound silly? A woman my age wanting a love that

shook her head in

believed that whether love was fiery or simple, what mattered most

who didn't love enough? Or was

him?" Eliza

wasn't sure how to put it into

missing between them, "Maybe... I

Used to love?

that whatever love there was, it had

Does he

Maybe he did

had lost some of their sparkle, and found herself deep

surprising how quickly feelings

sound of hooves pounding earth grew louder as Dillon

line. Content

turned her

line, it was too close to call

was probably for

best-neither