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.

with a

two people who just can't find a way to make

treating you

enough. Don't you think

passionate love in her thirties, "Doesn't it sound silly?

shook her

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

the one who didn't love enough? Or

him?" Eliza

sure how to put

them, "Maybe... I used

Used to love?

was a clear sign that whatever love there was, it had

him? Does he still

couldn't say for sure. Maybe he did at some

her sister's eyes, which had lost some

surprising how

louder as Dillon

finish line. Content eck

turned her gaze toward

the time they crossed the line, it was too close to

was probably for

best-neither