His Destructive, Toxic Love

He flipped her over, pinning her down on the passenger seat.

Gripping her chin tightly, he sneered, "You two have been sneaking around behind my back, haven't you? No wonder he gave up his family business to become Jeffrey's personal doctor. It's all because of you, isn't it?"

His grip contorted Eliza's face. She tried to struggle but was firmly held down.

"Casper, can't you just stop being so suspicious?" she pleaded, her heart aching with an indescribable feeling. "If you just want to pick a fight with me, fine. You don't always have to drag Aaron into it." "Then tell me, have you slept with him?" His grip on her chin tightened slowly.

He didn't understand his own reaction. He tried to calm himself, but it was useless; he was now overwhelmed by a murderous rage.

"Eliza, tell me, have you slept with Aaron in the two years we've been married? Have you?"

He stared at her intensely, his eyes unblinking, muscles on his face twitching slightly. He looked downright crazy.

Eliza was so scared that her whole body tensed up, "What kind of answer do you want?"

"Did you sleep with him or not?" he spat out a curse.

Before Eliza could respond, he floored the accelerator, and the car shot forward. He pressed the pedal deep, speeding along Falconridge Boulevard in the dead of night. The engine roared, and the exhaust emitted a beast-like growl.

She had never seen him so out of control. Tears streamed down her face, "Casper, please calm down."

"So, you've always wanted us to die

together? Fine, let's die together then." He had completely lost it speeding up to 200 kilometers per hour. The cars and people on the road turned into blurs.

Eliza closed her eyes, her lips trembling, "I never even spoke to Aaron in college. I didn't know he would come to our concerts. You can ask Renee if you don't believe me." She could feel it. After she spoke, the car noticeably slowed down.

"Aaron and I are so distant we're not even friends, let alone anything more. There was nothing before, and there's nothing now." Afraid that this paranoid man wouldn't believe her, she added, "I would never betray our marriage."

She was not like him. She had no interest in an affair.

Finally, the car slowed to a normal speed. When they reached the next intersection, he hit the brakes hard, "Get out."

Eliza didn't ask why. Her legs were shaking so much that she nearly fell out when she opened the door. Casper showed no pity. As the car sped away, she saw it turn into a hospital not far ahead.

She took a deep breath and collapsed on the curb. A message popped up on her phone. It was from Renee, [Eliza, did you get home?]

Her fingers were still trembling from the shock. Weakly, she rubbed her hands together and managed to type, [Yeah, I'm home. Don't worry. Get some sleep, good night.]C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Just as she sent the message, the phone slipped from her fingers and crashed to the ground. After almost half an hour, she took off her high heels, carried them, and walked in the direction of the Welton family home. Her silhouette was forlorn, alone in her shadow.

She thought that tonight, Casper wouldn't come back. Nova would surely keep him by her side, not letting him go.