His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 603

Casper's glare was as sharp as a knife. "Get out."

Summer was frozen in place, shocked by his sudden outburst. It was the first time she'd seen Casper so furious, and she momentarily forgot how to respond.

"Get. Out." He barked again.

Startled, Summer shrank back. "Oh, alright, Mr. Casper." She hurried out of the office, making sure to close the heavy door quietly behind her.

The spacious office felt cold and empty, the tension between Eliza and Casper thick enough to cut with a knife.

"This... thing," he began, struggling to find words that felt adequate, "I'm telling you, it's the first time I've seen it today. Do you believe me?"

"Do you really think I'd buy that?" She eyed him like he was some kind of joke.

An unused condom might be explainable. But a used one in the trash?

She shook her head, disappointment crashing over her like a wave, mostly directed at herself for feeling foolish. "I never imagined Mr. Casper had such wild antics, juggling dual lives at home and outside. Truly impressive stamina, Mr. Casper."

Her words dripped with bitterness, each one more painful than the last.

The sadness in his eyes was palpable. He raised his hands, wanting to pull her into a comforting hug.

He wanted to reassure her that this was all news to him—that he had no secret life.

"Casper, don't touch me," she said with a look that made him back off. "Elle, I didn't..."

"Didn't what? Didn't think I'd stroll into your office today? Didn't expect me to discover your drawer full of secrets? Or are you just regretting not hiding these sooner?"

Her gaze cut through him, filled with contempt.

Disgust and despair mingled in the air.

How could she have had two kids with this man?

Was he still inwardly applauding his own acting skills?