His Destructive, Toxic Love

He always knew that once she woke up, she'd want a divorce.

"Please, can we not get divorced?" he pleaded, practically on his knees in front of her, holding her hands like his life depended on it. "You promised to give me a chance. You can't just go back on that." "When did I ever promise you anything?" she shot back. "You made that promise to yourself."

Alright then.

Even if he had just imagined she agreed, in his mind, she had given him a chance. There was no turning back now.

"Eat something, and if you don't like the ring, just forget about it." He didn't take the ring back, quickly shifting gears. "I'll call Dr. Caleb to come over and check on you again."

Casper made himself scarce. He wasn't in the mood to hear Eliza's rejection.

When Caleb got the call, he arrived at Casper's place in no time flat.

Seeing Eliza awake felt like a miracle.

She was in good spirits, thanks to not being out for too long. If she'd been in a coma for a year or more, she'd probably be a shadow of her former self.

"Wow, sis, I guess my surgery wasn't for nothing."

Eliza glanced up at Caleb, who was grinning ear to ear, remembering how he'd trashed everyone else during the surgery.

"Then I owe you thanks, Dr. Caleb, not just for your skills but for your fascinating life commentary."

Caleb's smile faltered, his lips twitching awkwardly. "Sis, you didn't... hear any of that, did you?"

"I heard it all." She nodded.

"That was just me venting, talking nonsense. You can't take any of it seriousły,” he whispered, leaning in close. "Especially the stuff about my brother. Please don't tell him

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"We'll see," Eliza smirked.

Caleb thought to himself, These two are something else.

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Regardless, he had work to do. After drawing some blood from Eliza and running a few routine tests, he turned back to her.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

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"I'll need to take this blood back for testing. You need to rest for the next few days. You just woke up, so avoid any strenuous activities," he said with a cheeky grin, whispering, "Especially... that. You know my brother's been holding back for so long... Just be careful."

Eliza's face turned bright red.

Blushing, she glared at Caleb. "What are you thinking? Your brother and I are getting a divorce, how could we still..."

"The divorce is your idea. My brother's never wanted to leave you," he muttered quietly.

Eliza didn't catch that. "What did you say?"

Caleb quickly shook his head. "Nothing, I didn't say anything. I should get going."

After he left, she sat on the sofa for a while, her vision blurring. Rubbing her eyes, they felt sore and swollen.

Casper came over, sitting down next to her and naturally taking her hand in his, kissing it gently. "Tired? Maybe you should rest upstairs?"

"Casper, can you not touch me?" She pulled her hand away, shifting to the side. "I want to leave tomorrow."

"Leave to where?" He followed her move, looking puzzled. "You're not fully recovered yet, and you're this eager to get away from me?"

"It's not about escaping, it's..." She

needed time to think. Casper being around was unsettling her heart, but she couldn't just say that. "I miss Brock."