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His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 196

Casper drove along Falconridge Boulevard, driving for about an hour. He headed straight into Welton International's hospital.

Whether it was guilt or pity, something had whispered to him during that drive, urging him to come here. The hospital was lit up like daylight.

Eliza's room was the most exclusive VIP suite in the entire place. The main lights were off, leaving only a few night lamps casting a warm, soft glow, adding a touch of coziness and calm to the quiet space.

He gently opened the door.

Eliza was asleep. On the nightstand were the gifts he had Dillon deliver earlier. A beautiful jewelry box sat there untouched. The black credit card was placed neatly on top, and somehow, he felt a pang of rejection.

He watched Eliza on the bed. Under the soft light, he could clearly see the scars on her wrists. The wounds had almost healed, but the marks were still shocking, etched deeply into her skin like a brand. His fingers, cool to the touch, gently traced those marks...

Eliza's eyes snapped open, and she was met with Casper's magnified, handsome face. She screamed, "Ah!"

"It's me." His voice was unexpectedly gentle and deep. He looked sexy in the dim light. "Did I scare you?"

Eliza quickly pulled down her sleeve to cover the scars. "What do you want?"

"I've been swamped with work these past few days and haven't had time to visit you, but... I've been worried about you."

He was worried about her.

Eliza thought she must have misheard. Was he worried about her health, or was he concerned she might fall into despair again, bringing shame to the Welton family?

"I don't need anyone's concern." Her voice was as cold as ice in winter.

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