His Destructive, Toxic Love

Eliza paused, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. So, it was Casper who had tipped so generously.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"What's the deal with such a big tip out of nowhere? I can't accept this."

"Is it the money you can't accept or the fact that it's me tipping?" He yanked the curtain aside, his voice sharp. "Would you have taken it if it was from another guy?" Eliza had already changed her clothes. She stared at him, her expression blank, offering no explanation. She felt there was no need to elaborate.

The lawyer's business card slipped out as she rummaged through her purse for her phone. It drifted down to Casper's feet.

She quickly bent to grab it, but he stopped her with a raised hand. He picked up the card from the floor, his face darkening as he read the text.

"This is mine, give it back."

"Wow, going international with your lawyer now?" Casper pinched the card between his fingers and slapped it against Eliza's cheek. "Trying to play games with me?" She bent down to retrieve the card, tucking it away calmly. "We were bound to part ways eventually."

"Looks like I've been too lenient with you." His voice was eerily calm.

Eliza grabbed her purse and tried to run, only for him to yank her back, "Do you only feel the pain when I inflict it onto you?"

"Casper, let go of me." She glared at him, a defiant glint in her eyes that he found unsettling.

"I know you haven't seen Robin in a while." He lifted his chin arrogantly, looking down at her. "I bet you're dying to know how he's doing."

Eliza's heart clenched. Her eyes flickered, and she looked up at him, her voice shaky, "What have you done to him?"

"If you want to know, you'll have to behave."

He leaned against the locker, his lips curling in disdain. "Kiss me."

Eliza shook her head and stepped back. He hooked his arm around her neck, pulling her close. "Are you not willing to kiss me?"

She was utterly repulsed by the idea of doing anything with Casper, but did she have a choice?

In the end, she tiptoed, closed her eyes, and offered her lips. Just as they were about to touch, he shoved her away.

Did she actually think he wanted to kiss her? He was just venting his frustration.

They got into Casper's car and headed towards Mercy Hospital.

Eliza's heart pounded with anxiety. She held her chest, feeling uneasy and scared.

The car stopped in front of Mercy Hospital, and the imposing black gates slowly opened. The gatekeeper bowed slightly to Casper, full of respect. Eliza was a bundle of nerves. She didn't care about Casper's connections with the people here. She was desperate to know about Robin's condition. The hospital had a large open area, but no patients were strolling around, and no doctors or nurses were in sight. It was much quieter than her last visit. The car moved forward, stopping in front of the building where she had last seen Robin. A well-dressed man came out, eagerly opening the car door for Casper. "Mr. Casper."

Casper didn't respond. He got out of the car and walked inside, hands in his pockets. Eliza hurried to follow.

They got into a solitary room. It looked like an office and much different from the one she was in last time.

After about fifteen minutes, Eliza heard the sound of wheels against the floor. Just as she was about to rush over, Casper called out, "Stay put."

Eliza didn't dare to anger him. She anxiously rubbed her palms together.

Soon, someone was wheeled in.