His Destructive, Toxic Love

Eliza didn't want to be a burden to anyone or cause any trouble.

"Let's just leave it at that."

"Leave what at that?" Renee glanced at Eliza, noticing the series of red marks on her neck and arms, her eyes narrowing with concern. "Is he abusing you? Did he hit you?" "No." Eliza lowered her gaze, trying to hide the emotions welling up inside.

Renee got it immediately. As a woman, how could she not understand?

"Divorce him, seriously. No matter how handsome or rich he is, you don't need that kind of man. I can help you find a lawyer."

Renee's words echoed Chelsea's.

Eliza felt a warmth in her heart. "Renee, my life with Casper... isn't really the best, but I can't leave him right now." "Why not? Marriage is a choice. If he doesn't want to split, take it to court. Are you worried he'll fight over the assets?" Eliza shook her head slightly. "It's not that."

Renee watched Eliza, who seemed hesitant to speak further. She got it; there were many things Eliza couldn't share. She sighed softly. "That day you came to our house, your hand was wrapped in bandages. I should've realized then."

Eliza remained silent.

Renee held her hand sympathetically. "Whatever I can do to help, just ask. You really can't keep living with this man. It'll ruin your life."

Renee had barely finished speaking when Casper pushed open the hospital room door and entered. He had overheard part of their conversation, and his expression was dark. Renee watched him with unprecedented disgust, not even bothering with a greeting. She just said to Eliza, "Elle, think about what I said. I'll leave you to it."

"Okay."

After Renee left, Casper, with a grim face, turned to Eliza lying on the bed.

After a long while, he finally said, "What nonsense have you been feeding her?"

Eliza was taken aback. She did not say much, but even if she had, it was the truth. What was he accusing her of?

"Are you afraid of tarnishing your good image? Don't worry. People already know what kind of person you are."

"And what kind of person am I?" His brows furrowed, his expression darkening.

Eliza turned her face away, not in the mood to argue. His presence alone made the air tense because she never knew when he would snap. In the face of such madness, silence was the best strategy.

Eliza said no more. Casper just watched her: one evading, the other pursuing.

Eliza felt exhausted. "I want to sleep for a bit."

"Go to sleep. I'll keep an eye on your IV."

For once, he said something humane. But... that was all it was.

When Eliza woke up, a nurse was changing her IV bag. "The needle backflushed. Did you fall asleep and forget you were still on an IV?"

Had Casper left? A wave of silent mockery washed over Eliza.

"My fault," the nurse adjusted the

drip rate and noted the time. "When I came over, someone was here thought he would press the call button when needed. I didn't expect him to leave without a word."

"I'm sorry for the trouble." Eliza felt embarrassed.

The nurse comforted her in return. "It's okay, but don't let it happen again. Keep an eye on it yourself." Stay awake until it's done, then you can sleep." én.swnovels.netContent is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Alright."

Eliza lost all desire to sleep. She watched her IV drip until it was finished.

When the nurse came to remove the needle, Eliza asked, "Can I be discharged?"