"Do you really need a rabies shot? I should be the one getting it." Casper winced in pain but reached out to grab her wrist again. "You're a mom now, can you stop being so stubborn, please?"
"Let go of me." Her voice was icy, her face etched with disdain as she glared at him. "If you're really a man, stop fussing over everything."
Casper was lost for words. He genuinely had no idea how to handle Eliza. When she was in a bad mood, he was completely out of his depth.
"Eliza, we've known each other for years now," he said suddenly, his tone heavy, his deep gaze filled with sincerity and caution. "We've been through a lot together, haven't we?"
Eliza's brows furrowed slightly. She had no clue what he was trying to say.
The man took a deep breath, his voice softening. "Even if I've wronged you in the past, I've been seriously trying to change. I know I don't deserve your full trust, but... can't you give me even just a fraction of a percent, just a little bit?"
Eliza remained silent. She did have her opinions about him not acknowledging Brock. But was it her fault that he always did things that she couldn't understand?
"What are you trying to say?"
"What I'm trying to say is, I never didn't want to acknowledge Brock. I never despised this child. Your thoughts aren't the same as mine. If you really think I don't want this child, I can show you the plans I've made for his future."
Casper had made plans for Brock's future? But could planning and acknowledgment be considered the same? Does a teacher not make plans for their students? Can those even be compared? He really loved playing the part of the deeply emotional lover.
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