His Destructive, Toxic Love

"Do you really have any other choice but to trust me?" His large hand braced against the door frame, his body leaning in, almost nose-to-nose with her. "You think Aaron can help? The best he can do is get your mom into his hospital and delay the inevitable."Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"You bought out the hospital, cutting off the project-was it all just to see my mom die, like you wanted?"

His revenge was successful, and now he was back, talking about restarting the project.

What was his game? Was this all just a twisted game to him?

She looked into his eyes, searching for any hidden meaning, but she couldn't read him.

"Restart the project? What are you really after?" She remembered what Nova had said earlier and couldn't help but sneer. "If this is still about your grandfather, you didn't need to go through all this. I can't escape it anyway."

"No," he denied quickly.

It was not about that? Then what?

She was sick of guessing, like burning with anticipation. A quick answer would be less painful.

"Then what is it?"

His long fingers lifted slowly, and just as they were about to touch her face, she reflexively dodged to the side.

His fingertips missed, and he looked displeased. "Does it matter what it is? Who else but me can restart the project for you?"

"Do you find this amusing?"

She couldn't understand and wouldn't agree to his terms easily. She didn't want to be pushed to the edge, even if she was desperate.

"If you really need a reason, then... let's have a child."

His large hand gripped her slender shoulder, desire boiling inside him, yet his expression was eerily calm.

Have a child?

Her eyes widened in shock, and she shoved him away forcefully. Had he forgotten about the half bottle of birth control pills he made her take?

He didn't want her to be pregnant, and now he wanted her to bear a child?

What did he take her for?

"Casper, I can't get pregnant, and I won't. If you think having a baby could produce antibodies to give your grandfather another ten years, forget it." Eliza was defiantly refusing to bear children. He felt deeply insulted. "How do you know if you don't try?"

"Try?" She scoffed at his angry,

twisted face, tears misting her eyes.

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"Haven't you tried enough? Every single day, you pinned me down to have sex with me. Did you ever take precautions? Did I get pregnant? Mr. Casper, those birth control pills weren't fake."

Casper could never understand this pain. He could have kids with any woman he wanted, but she couldn't have children anymore. She had lost the right and opportunity to be a mother all thanks to Casper.

"Do you regret it?" Her tear-filled

eyes curved like a crescent moon, carrying a heart-wrenching sadness. "You should have gotten me

pregnant, used the antibodies fonet

your grandfather, then taken the child away. Instead, you made it almost impossible to have your child."

Casper remained silent, staring at her and watching her tears fall, shattering on the ground like his heart.

His slender fingers gently wiped away her tears. "If you can't have a child, then so be it. Why are you crying?"

"Will you still restart the project? Will

you save my mom? After pushing her to hell, will you pull her back up? If she dies, and Robin goes mad, then you would have successfully torn our whole family apart are you satisfied with your revenge now?"