His Destructive, Toxic Love

Maybe it was because she was feeling a bit better.

"You know, if you're open to a new relationship, mom and I are all for it. Brock is Casper's child, and even though Casper is gone, Brock's identity remains. He shouldn't be a hurdle in your quest for happiness." Eliza gave a gentle smile.

Everyone wanted her to take that next step forward.

She just wondered if Casper, up there in the heavens, wanted the same for her.

"Sis, how could a child ever be a stumbling block? Even if I meet someone new, he should love kids. If he can't accept mine, why would I want to be with him? Just because he's a guy?"

Eliza chuckled and shook her head. She wasn't that desperate for male company. "I can take care of myself and my child just fine without a man." Caroline hadn't meant it like that.

Since Eliza had her own ideas and plans, Caroline figured it wasn't her place to push further.

"Okay." Caroline stood up, getting ready to leave. "I'll head back now. Once we're back in Falconridge, let's find some time to catch up properly." "Sounds good," Eliza said, standing up as well and grabbing her purse to settle the bill. "This coffee's on me, sis."

"Alright, thanks."

Caroline didn't protest.

Her eyes lingered on Eliza's belly, slightly rounded but not too noticeable.

She had a hunch.

Eliza might be pregnant.

As for whether Casper was the father, she wasn't sure.

But judging by the size, it seemed about five months along.

If that was the case, it could very well be Casper's.

The thought startled her, and she stumbled, bumping into a table behind her with a thud.

Eliza quickly caught her, concerned. "Sis, are you okay? Feeling alright?"

"No, I'm fine. I should get going."

"Alright, see you back in Falconridge." Eliza waved as Caroline left.

Caroline was lost in thought on her way back.

She walked quickly, accidentally spilling her coffee in the bustling crowd.

Turning a corner, she entered a quiet manor tucked away in the city.

Dillon noticed her, looking

completely flustered, and gently held

her

ders. "What's going on?

Something happen?"

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She glanced at Dillon, a bit dazed.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself.

"Where's Casper?"

"He just got back as well, doesn't seem to be in the best mood."

He'd been sitting there for hours, not moving an inch.

Dillon was worried.

Caroline gave a slight nod. "I'll go talk to him."

Casper had been in France for treatment for three months now.

But he wasn't exactly eager about it.

He kept himself covered up, a mask hiding his face, leaving Dillon to guess his emotions through his eyes.

Dillon knew he was struggling and

had been urging him to go for skin graft surgery, especially for the

burns on his face, which would need countless operations to look somewhat decent. FindNovel

But Casper... he had refused.

He seemed to have shut himself off.

Spending his days by the window, quietly watching the world go by, with little interest in anything.

"Casper." Caroline entered the room.

Casper looked up at her, his eyes shadowed. "What's up?"

"I ran into Eliza at the café. She

mentioned she was there to

thward... Did you know about

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that?"

She figured Casper might have known.

He had gone out one night a few days ago.

And that night, there was a big award event for artwork.

"Why are you asking?" He didn't seem keen on answering.