His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 467

"May took the leap just like that," Aaron's lips twisted into a grotesque smile, his eyes wild and distorted as he stared at the furious man in front of him. "My woman can jump off a building to die, but yours can't? Where's the fairness, the justice in that?"

Justice?

An eye for an eye, that's justice.

He hadn't killed May; yet, Aaron had pinned her death on him, exacting a deranged revenge on the one he cherished.

This wasn't justice.

It was a heartless assault, vile and despicable.

This wasn't justice; it was evil.

"Tell me, how does this end?"

Casper had a thousand ways to erase Aaron from this world, settling things once and for all. But unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to resort to that.

He wanted to give this childhood friend, who had grown up with him, another chance.

"Aaron, why must we come to this? May's death was entirely out of disappointment in you. Can't you see that you played a part in this? Her last words were of love for me, but only to spite you, to retaliate against your infidelity, your betrayal. Don't you understand?"

In this situation, he was the victim, caught in the crossfire of Aaron and May's relationship.

Now, Aaron pushed all the blame onto him.

Was that fair to him?

"Are you truly innocent with her, not a hint of impropriety?" Aaron's face twitched, his eyes bloodshot and wide. "Casper, did you really do nothing inappropriate with her?"

"I didn't," he could swear with the deadliest oath in front of Aaron. "If I harbored any improper thoughts towards her, even for a moment, may I be cursed with a lineage that ends with me."

"People like you should be cursed with such a fate," Aaron's bitter face was a canvas of struggle and resentment. "My May, my child, they can never come back. Casper, it's all your fault, you... are to blame."

Aaron was lost in his own world of grief, almost deranged.

Casper looked at the man before him, suddenly finding him pitiable.