His Destructive, Toxic Love

Dillon: "What the...? This?"

"Susan, we were promised to each other as kids. No matter how many engagements you've got, ours came first. You should honor it," Susan declared, looking like she was afraid someone would snatch him away.

Casper finally lifted his gaze to look at her seriously. She did resemble a twenty-year-old Eliza. Back then, Eliza wasn't as slim as she is now, her skin was flawless, and even without makeup, she radiated an indescribable beauty. She still had a hint of baby fat, making her look adorable. When she smiled, her eyes sparkled like stars. The girl in front of him reminded him so much of that Eliza. But sadly... she wasn't Eliza.

"Do you think you can marry me without really knowing me?"

"We can get to know each other over time," she insisted, believing in love at first sight. "I'm patient, really."

As she spoke, Casper's heart couldn't help but stir. He was reminded of Eliza when they first got married. She was confident she could thaw his icy exterior, but what did she end up with? Shaking his head gently, he told the young girl, "Go back, go back to your own home. I won't marry you."

"No, it's written in black and white. How can the Welton family go back on their word?" Susan's frown was full of grievance. She knew she might not meet his standards, but how could one break a promise? Besides, she was willing to change wherever she fell short. Casper remained silent. He didn't feel like talking.

Dillon quickly stepped forward, trying to defuse the situation. "Ms. Susan, Mr. Casper has been overwhelmed with company matters lately. He's really exhausted. Maybe we can discuss this later?"

"Talking about it later is fine," she said, willing to be reasonable. "But you can't just send me away. If you do, you're ruining my reputation."

Dillon: ...Isn't that a bit too much?

He glanced at Casper, who was pinching the bridge of his nose, looking utterly worn out.

"Ms. Susan, Mr. Casper truly needs to rest. I'm sure he'll give you an answer."

Susan glanced at Casper through Dillon. Fine, she could be reasonable.

"Then let him rest."

She walked away, looking back every few steps. Casper finally breathed a sigh of relief, lifting his eyelids to look at Dillon. "Call her father, have at

someone from her family take her home."

"Mr. Casper," Dillon advised, "Mr. Ronan personally put Ms. Susanon that plane. He won't take her back easily. Even if you don't want to get to know Ms. Susan, you should let her stay here for a while."

"And..." Dillon hesitated.

Casper frowned, "And what?"

"Mr. Ronan will be here in a few days. I think he's coming partly because of your engagement to Ms. Susan. You should be prepared."

Casper let out a humorless laugh, "Do the Torres family not know I've been married before?"

"Of course... they know."

"They know and still send their daughter into the fire?"

Dillon: ...

For Susan to marry Casper, her father was more interested in the vast corporate empire behind him than in Casper himself. Whether he had been married or not was irrelevant.

"Mr. Casper, you can't describePublished by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

yourself like that. In the eyes of the Torres family, you're a gold mine. And considering their reputation, the daughter they raised shouldn't be bad Since you and Ms. Valerie have no future, why not give Ms. Susan a chance?"