His Destructive, Toxic Love
Chapter 142

"Is it really worth making a fuss over this?" Eliza's eyes were red and teary.

Casper raised his eyebrows slightly. "A fuss? Isn't this just the truth?"

"The truth?" Eliza laughed. "The truth is, Mr. Casper, you once rented a luxury villa to celebrate Nova's birthday. How am I supposed to compete with that?"

That day, she had stood in the rain for two hours before he reluctantly accepted the food she brought him. Did he think she had forgotten?

If they were keeping score, his actions would outweigh hers by thousands, if not more.

"Mr. Casper, did you also share a bed with Nova after her birthday party?"

"Didn't you also give Nova expensive jewelry, a token of commitment, far more precious than this music box?"

"Didn't you also spend your wife's birthday with another woman?"

After two years of marriage, he would disappear every time it was Nova's birthday. It was an open and blatant gesture. Did he ever consider that she and Nova shared the same birthday? Later, she stopped celebrating her birthday on that day. She switched to the birthday of her adoption. Because on that day, no one would fight with her, and no one would compete with her. Casper didn't speak for a long time. During those two minutes, Eliza had no idea what he was thinking.

Just as she was about to pack up her gift and go upstairs to sleep, she was suddenly lifted off the ground; he had hoisted her over his shoulder. "Casper, put me down."

"Since you have so many grievances, shouldn't I take my time with you to ensure both your body and soul are satisfied, lest you fall ill from neglect?" She was thrown onto the large bed. Eliza tried to get up to resist, but he pushed her back down.

"Has Aaron's gentleness spoiled you? Are you not used to my strength?" He lifted a hand to her collar, lightly tugging it, shamefully exposing her. Eliza hurriedly raised her hands to cover herself, her eyes brimming with tears. "Casper, can't you be decent?"

"Eliza, you're the one who owes me

an apology. Whether I can be 'decent depends on how you please

me next." He tore off her clothes, his large hand gently resting on her

waist.

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Strangely enough, he didn't love her but was obsessed with her body. He was even jealous of others who coveted her body.

Her long hair spread across the

pillow. He deliberately turned on the brightest light, staring at her intently. His gaze was so bold and direet that she wished she could replace a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Her eyelashes trembled as she reached for the blanket, but he threw it to the floor.

"Tell me, where has Aaron touched you?" His hand boldly caressed her sensitive spots, "Here, or here?"

"Casper, if you're going to do it, just do it. I never asked you where Nova has been with you."

Her body shook slightly. Where his hands had brushed, she trembled even more.

"Are you feeling it?" His hand gripped

her waist, and he flipped over,

pressing his chest against her

tender back, biting gently at the soft flesh behind her ear, "Eliza, how do you think I should deal with Aaron, hmm?"

Her body shook even more violently. She felt nothing; she was just scared, terrified of his perversion.

She bit her lip hard and said, "Nothing happened between him and me. It's just you who won't believe it."

"How can I believe that? He was there for your birthday. He was so gentle. The Aaron I know has never looked at any woman with such tenderness. Tell me, how can I believe that?"