His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 613

She hadn't interfered with his meetings with that woman before. But she couldn't help but let her mind wander. On the drive home, Eliza went through every friend and family member of Casper's she could think of. A woman around his age with a ten-year-old kid? Nope, nothing came to mind. So, who was this woman?

That evening, Casper came home really late. He looked troubled, like something was weighing heavy on him. From the second-floor railing, Eliza watched him chain-smoke cigarettes, which was so unlike him. In her memory, he'd never been this downcast. When she'd left the office earlier, he'd seemed in high spirits. Could it be because of that mother and son?

Eliza headed back to the bedroom, unsure if she should ask him about his day. By the time Casper returned to their room, she'd already turned off the light. The scent of smoke clung to him, and she coughed, "How many did you smoke?"

"Sorry for the smoke. I'll take a shower," he replied and headed to the bathroom. Eliza flicked on the bedside lamp, waiting for him to come out. She watched him closely, but he avoided her gaze, still lost in his thoughts.

When he finally lay down, she couldn't help but ask, "Casper, is there something you're not telling me?"

He seemed taken aback, "No, nothing."

"Then are you worried about something?" she pressed.

He denied it again, "Just some work stuff, nothing major."

"Really?" Her eyes showed her disbelief.