His Destructive, Toxic Love

"Don't catch them all, or there won't be any left to see. Be a good boy and listen to me," Casper coaxed with endless patience.

He had always been like this for the past three years. He wasn't sure where this sudden surge of patience came from. Perhaps it was from the guilt he felt towards Eliza. Casper parked Robin's wheelchair and then sat down on a rock.

He glanced at his watch. It was nine o'clock. Taking out his phone, he sent Valerie a message. Great, he had been blocked.

"Dillon, can you check who Valerie is with right now?"

The response was immediate, "Of course, Mr. Casper."

Soon, Dillon called back, "Ms. Valerie is... she's currently dining with Dr. Martin... at the Rona Italian Restaurant."

Here he was with Robin, braving the cold wind, waiting for her, and she had gone on a date with Aaron.

He stood up, brushed off his pants, and started pushing Robin back home.

Robin was not satisfied yet, and threw a little tantrum. "I want to see more. See the fireflies."

"Tomorrow, I'll bring you again, okay?"

"You can't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you. Not like your sister."

After dropping Robin off, Casper had Dillon pick him up to go to the Rona Italian Restaurant. The restaurant's ambiance was elegantly infused with a touch of medieval charm. The patrons were mostly high society elites and dignitaries. Casper walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat between the two, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, what a romantic atmosphere. How about we share a table?"

Casper looked around, no sign of kids.

"Dr. Martin, where's your bundle of joy, your son? Didn't he come? A meal for two, huh? How romantic."

Casper's face was full of mockery as he clapped his hands twice.

Eliza wiped her mouth with a napkin and coldly stood up. "Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom."

Before she could reach the restroom door, her wrist was caught in a firm grip, pulling her into the men's bathroom.

In the cramped space of the stall, the two of them were uncomfortably close.

She stared at Casper in shock. "Mr. Casper, what is this about?"

"Why didn't you come?" His hand gripped her waist tightly, her warmth nearly making him lose control, Do you know how long I waited for you? And here you are, enjoying dinner for twe?"

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"Do you really not care about Robin's illness?" He pinned her against the door. "Now that you've climbed up the social ladder, do you no longer care about your brother's life?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." She turned her face away.

Casper grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Is it that you don't understand, or you don't want to understand?"

"What does this have to do with you? Who do you think you are? Why are you keeping me trapped here? I will call the police."

"Then call them. Do it now." He took out his phone and handed it to her. "I want to hear how you explain this to the police." Eliza scoffed. He really thought she wouldn't call the police?

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Casper snatched the phone from her hand and hung up. "You really called?"

"What else did you expect me to do?"

Casper laughed, holding the back of her head, his lips inching closer. "Ms. Valerie, you are quite heartless and ungrateful."

"I've heard you aren't exactly a paragon of sentimentality yourself?"

She didn't flinch from his advance, her eyes filled with disdain and mockery.