His Destructive, Toxic Love

Casper stood there, cursing under his breath, his anger practically radiating off him as he chased after her.

Just as she was about to pass his car, he grabbed her wrist and shoved her inside.

"You've got quite the temper."

"Casper, I'm telling you now, I won't agree. Don't even think about it," she snapped, her eyes blazing and her fingers trembling. "Push me too far, and I'll take you and Nova down with me."

He suddenly laughed, a twisted, deranged sound filled with contempt and anger.

"Eliza, since when did you get so bold? Do you believe you can take someone out?" He yanked her wrist, pulling her close, his large hand tightening around her waist. "You should be more worried about youself."

Tears of frustration welled in her eyes, making her look heartbreakingly vulnerable.

Disappointment, despair, hopelessness-she was drowning in a sea of hatred.

"You promised me you wouldn't touch my mom. You promised!"

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his tone softened. "If you know I promised, then why are you acting crazy like this?"

She covered her face with her hands, her sobs muffled and restrained. Her slender shoulders shook violently.

He raised his hand to stroke her hair, ready to offer some comfort, but Eliza shoved him away violently. "Don't touch me."

His face turned cold in an instant. Grabbing her wrist again, he pulled her into his embrace. "Eliza, you're my wife. I can do whatever I want with you."

With that, he gripped her chin and leaned down to kiss her.

The kiss was far from tender. He kissed her, and she bit him, their blood mingling in their mouths, leaving a salty, metallic taste.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Casper wiped his bleeding lip, panting. "Do you want me to carry on right here in the car?"

"Casper, you're a sick freak."

"You used to cling to me, desperate to marry me, because you liked this 'sick freak."" He pinned her beneath him, ignoring the driver in front. "Eliza, you better behave, or else..." "Or else what?" she shot back, defiant.

"You know what I'm capable of." He finally let her go, straightening his suit. "Don't make me reconsider my decisions."

It was a threat, plain and simple.

Eliza forced herself to calm down.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and swallowed her grievances. "I'll pay you back for my mom's medical expenses."

"Whatever."

"I hope you keep your word."

"We'll see how you behave."

She looked ahead coldly, her voice icy. "I want to go back to my studio apartment."

"Fine."

The car stopped when they reached the studio apartment, and Eliza got out.

The car didn't drive away immediately. The window rolled down, and he watched her enter the apartment before finally lifting a finger. "To the hospital."

"Right away, Mr. Casper."

In the hospital room, Nova was throwing a tantrum at Marian. "Do you think I'm a dog or a cat? Is this what people eat?"

On the floor were dishes Marian had carefully prepared: chicken soup, mushrooms, and seaweed.

It looked like Nova wasn't satisfied with them.

Marian felt aggrieved but didn't dare to look up, continuously apologizing. "Ms. Nova, please tell me what you would like to eat, and I'll prepare it for you." .

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"Marian, I am the lady of this house. What do you think the lady should eat?" Nova said with full authority.

Just then, Casper pushed the door open and walked into the hospital room...