His Destructive, Toxic Love

Her eyes turned red as she glared at Casper standing before her. "You stopped the project because my mom's health finally met your requirements. You don't need her to wake up, do you?" "Casper, you're despicable and shameless. You're worse than an animal," she spat out, her voice filled with pain.

He grabbed a tissue to cover his bleeding wound, looking down at her. "The Pinotti family owes her this."

"Do we owe her everything? Doesn't she owe us anything?" Her voice cracked as she screamed, years of pent-up injustice crashing over her.

She felt like she was about to snap and wanted to lash out violently.

Eliza stumbled back and collapsed onto the floor. "Murderers, you're all just murderers."

"Can't handle it?" He crouched down, meeting her eyes. "Eliza, only you can save your mom now. If you're willing to work at Welton International..."

"So, if I go to Welton International, you'll let my mom live without taking her organs?" Her lips trembled uncontrollably.

She could take the bullying and agree to all his demands as long as he spared her mother. "Casper, my mom is innocent. You can't do this to her."© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"I promise you," he said softly, not sounding particularly sincere.

But what else could she ask for?

"Fine, I'll go." She shut her eyes in despair. "I'll work at Welton International."

Her voice got weaker with each word. She'd do whatever he said.

Afraid her sobs would break loose, she stuffed her hand into her mouth. Her life was already a wreck, and she could only swallow any more resentment. She bit down hard on her palm until blood dripped down.

Casper finally noticed and pried her hand away from her teeth. "Doesn't it hurt? You're so hard on yourself."

He forcibly removed her hand from her mouth.

"Marian, bring the first aid kit."

Eliza laughed, her tears falling like broken beads. She had no dignity left.

Marian brought the first aid kit without asking any questions and left.

Casper opened a bottle of alcohol and poured it directly onto her palm. "It'll hurt. Just hang in there. If you really can't stand it, bite me."

Eliza felt numb as if she couldn't feel any pain. When the alcohol touched her wound, she couldn't help but jerk her hand back.

"Stay still, it'll be over soon."

"Casper, get lost! I don't want you here. Just go..." She lost it again.

He disinfected the wound, applied the medicine, and wrapped it with a bandage, his gaze on her calm, almost indifferent. "Get some rest. Report to Welton International first thing tomorrow."

As the bedroom door closed, Eliza cried uncontrollably.

That night, she sat on the floor, staring at the night sky, crying all night long. Several times, she thought of jumping from the second floor, head first, but she had

many people she couldn't

leave

behind.

She couldn't be that selfish.

After staying awake until dawn, she washed her face and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Despite being in her twenties, she looked as

exhausted as a laborer returning

from the market.

Downstairs, Marian had already prepared breakfast. Though she had little appetite, Eliza sat down and began eating her toast.

Casper and Nova came out of the elevator. Both instinctively looked at Eliza having breakfast.

"Good morning, Eliza," Nova greeted cheerily.

Eliza just shot her a cold stare.

Feeling awkward, Nova turned to Casper with a pout. "Casper, I heard Eliza is going to work at your company. I want to go too. Can you arrange a job for me?"

"Your leg needs rest and recovery as you wait for surgery. Just stay home and take it easy," he soothed her gently.