His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 736

Dillon's words were gentle, but the reality was clear to everyone - things were looking bleak. After hanging up the call, Casper felt like his very soul had been ripped away, leaving him slumped against his seat, his eyes still wet with tears, glaringly red. The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but sigh quietly.

The car sped along, filled with a sense of dread. The scene they arrived at was a nightmare, enough to shake anyone to their core. Crystal Clear's executive car was a wreck, and a few other cars were overturned on the roadside, adding to the chaos. Blood mixed with rainwater, creating winding streams on the asphalt, while the air was thick with the metallic tang of rust and the suffocating scent of despair.

Casper, with eyes bloodshot, felt as though each step he took was dragging him deeper into an abyss. The rescue was still ongoing. Dillon braved the rain, jogging over to him. "Mr. Casper, the executive car is in pretty bad shape. We'll need a crane to move the boulder before we can see inside."

"Is she... really in there?" His voice was filled with despair, his legs barely holding him up. Dillon stepped in quickly to steady him. "It seems so."

"I... I need to see her," Casper said, his determination unwavering, even if it was to be their last meeting, even if she was unrecognizable.

wouldn't be able to

umbrella useless, drenching them both. Dillon could see Casper's pain, his fingers tightening on his arm. "Mr. Casper, the rescue team is doing everything they can. Maybe we should wait a bit

His voice cracked as he turned

had no words. He looked down, unable

be so scared. I need to be

but realized that words were

someone you love.

was a small basket filled with items flung from the wreck. Dillon jogged over, spotting several shattered phones lying helplessly, rain pouring down on them. Eliza's phone was easy to recognize with its custom case featuring Brock and Brett's faces. He gently picked it up, wiped it clean, and handed it to Casper.

the broken screen, which flashed a picture of Brock and Brett. Despair and sorrow overwhelmed him. Losing his last shred of hope, he collapsed to his knees in the rain, clutching the