His Destructive, Toxic Love

Caroline took a deep breath, steadied her emotions, and then turned to leave.

Three days later.

Casper showed up at the hospital.

Dillon was waiting by the entrance.

Seeing him approach, Dillon stood up, "Mr. Casper."

"How is she?" Casper asked.

"She doesn't talk much, her appetite's terrible, and she just stares off into space. Could it be her depression acting up again?"

Every day, Dillon would sneak peeks into the patient room through the glass.

Sometimes, when he saw Eliza lost in thought for too long, he'd go in, interrupt her, and chat about random things.

She usually didn't respond with words and either

nodded or shook her head.

Casper pushed open the door and walked in.

Eliza glanced at him briefly before turning back to stare out the window.

"The family hired a nutritionist and a psychologist to help you once you're back home."

He had decided not to send her to an asylum.

Even if she didn't admit her mistakes, he wouldn't send her there.

"Casper, the 18th is coming up, right?" She turned her pale face towards him, "It's the day you and Nova get engaged."

"Why do you care about these things?" His eyes darkened, not wanting to say more.

As his lawful wife, she had no right to inquire about her own husband getting engaged to another woman-a monumental matter. Her life was truly a failure and a sorrow.

"Casper, you really play the role of a cheating man to perfection." Her voice was dripping with mockery and despair.

Casper's expression changed slightly, and there was a flash of severity in his eyes, but he didn't lash out.

He took a deep breath and called out in a low voice, "Dillon."

Dillon quickly entered the room, bowing respectfully. "Mr. Casper, what do you need?"

"Proceed with the discharge procedures and take the lady home for some rest."

"Understood."

She was going back to being a woman of the Welton family.

Eliza was cared for meticulously at every mealtime.

For a month, she was under

surveillance in the Welton family et

She was not even allowed to step out of the door.

Casper and Nova's engagement was postponed.

The reason was unclear.

Marian brought over a carefully stewed bowl of chicken soup to Eliza, "Ma'am, please have a sip

while it's warm."

Eliza seemed not to hear. She didn't even lift her eyelids and kept drawing on her tablet.

"Ma'am, you need to eat. You've lost quite a bit of weight this month. Mr. Casper would be worried."

Of course, Marian was more afraid of Casper blaming the servants for a decline in her health.

After finishing her last drawing, Eliza closed the tablet.

She looked up at Marian. "Marian, you don't need to watch over me every moment. I'll eat when I'm hungry." "Ma'am, I didn't mean that."

Marian dared not lift her head.

She had done some things against her will in the past, always feeling sorry for Eliza.

Sometimes, she didn't dare meet Eliza's eyes directly.

Eliza withdrew her gaze indifferently, preparing to go upstairs.

At that moment, Casper's car drove into the Welton Estate.

"Marian, why was Casper and Nova's engagement postponed?"

Marian knew little but still reported truthfully, "I heard Ms. Nova fell ill, so it was postponed."

"Ill? What illness could Nova have, "Do you know what it was?"

"I heard something grew in her

uterus, leading to severe bleeding et

да

They performed a surgery and said

hemo

was removed."

W content

Marian had only heard about it and was unsure of the truth.

But that was what the servants attending to Nova had said.

Most likely, it was true.

Eliza felt a surge of relief in her heart. Nova's uterus had been removed?

It must've been severe, as Casper hadn't been back for a long time. It couldn't have been a minor illness.

Karma indeed.

It seemed Casper's rough ways hadn't been spared on Nova.

Retribution.

"When has it been postponed to?"