His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 685

Renee held onto a bottle of red wine, tipping it back like it was water. The other women quickly grabbed it from her. Alec, looking exasperated, steadied her, "Renee, it's just a guy. If it's over, it's over. Why waste tears on it? Have some self-respect."

"Let her cry it out, Alec. She's got a lot on her mind," said Eliza, understanding all too well what Renee was going through.

She remembered the years tangled up with Casper, how they had left deeper scars on her heart than Renee could imagine. Even now, she couldn't wrap her head around why men seemed to fall in love so easily-was it biological, psychological, or just because they could afford to?

For women, the greatest salvation comes from within. Letting go of love a little makes it easier to cope. Isn't that a lesson we all learn after getting a few bumps and bruises?

Casper tried calling Eliza. The phone rang endlessly, but she didn't pick up. He wondered if his phone was busted, staring at it before trying again. Still nothing. Was she really having that good of a time?

The more calls went unanswered, the more anxious he got, so he dialed once more. This time, Eliza saw it but casually swiped it away.

up? Don't tell me..." Hallie teased, throwing an arm around Eliza and glancing at her phone, "...some hot new guy? Don't worry, I

chuckled, "No, nothing like that." She tucked her phone back

in some male models to liven things up. Hallie was over the moon. Amidst the flirting

he watched Hallie in disbelief, "Doesn't she

Alec waved his hand,

feel about Alec now Back in school, she was just a regular girl, but in a few years, it was like she had become a whole wastike new person. Eliza just smiled politely, unsure of what

still couldn't reach Eliza, and it was starting to gnaw at him. He grabbed his car keys and headed out. She had mentioned the Maple Leaf Hotel, a swanky place

to the hotel, he tried calling Eliza again, but it was the same story- no answer. The class reunion banner in the lobby was a dead

up to him. "Are you... Mr. Casper?" the man, who turned out to be the class president, greeted him with a mix