His Destructive, Toxic Love

She shook her head, a cold look in her eyes as she turned and bolted outside. Casper quickly lost consciousness and passed out. "Mr. Casper."

When Dillon rushed in and saw Casper lying in a pool of blood, he's completely baffled by what had happened. With Casper's skills, it was almost impossible for someone to hurt him. Plus, it had happened in his own house, with no signs of a struggle. How did he end up getting stabbed?

Casper was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Eliza also returned home. She was uneasy but had no regrets. Even if he died, she wouldn't feel an ounce of sorrow. The only thing that bothered her was that she hadn't seen her father yet. She should have asked where her father was before stabbing him. At worst, it would be her life for his. But her child was still so young...

After much thought, she called Chelsea.

"If something happens to me, Brock is in your hands."

Chelsea was puzzled. "Are you tying up loose ends? What happened?"

"I stabbed Casper. He might die. If he does, the Welton family won't let me off the hook. I'd probably have to pay with my life. Brock is still young; I can only rest easy if I leave him with you."

Eliza's tone was steady. It sounded more like she was talking about someone else's problems.

Chelsea, on the other end of the phone, felt like her head was going to explode. "What? Why did you stab Casper? Where? In the heart? Why were you so impulsive? Was it worth it to risk your life for someone like him?"

It wasn't worth it. But in that moment, it was what she wanted to do. It was no exaggeration to say that for the past three years, she dreamt of killing him.

"I think he's probably not going to make it."

No matter how terrible Casper was, he was Brock's biological father. If the kid grew up knowing his mother killed his father, and then his mother died because of it... How would he bear it?

Chelsea could not say this out loud, afraid Eliza would start having reckless thoughts.

"What exactly... happened?"

"Chelsea, my dad isn't dead. Casper... he hid my dad away. I was just so angry. How could he keep lying to me like that for five whole years?"

Chelsea, on the other end of the phone, was stunned. Wasn't Mikey dead? Casper had hidden him away for five years without a hint of news leaking out. It did sound very strange. "Who told you this?"

"Aaron told me, and I finally opened the USB drive Zach gave me years ago. I saw a video of my dad. It was indeed Casper's doing."

Actually, all the evidence pointed to

Casper back then. But Eliza was blinded by her love for him. How could she have believed he would do something so cruel? Now, it was different. Without love, Eliza could look at everything more rationally. He deserved to pay the price for doing something so horrible.

Chelsea was at a loss for words. "So, is Casper really going to die?"

Eliza didn't know either. She hadn't called an ambulance for him. Even if the stab wasn't fatal, he would slowly bleed out without timely discovery and hospitalization. "Forget it, Chelsea, just take good care of Brock for me. I'll give you all my money."

"What do I need your money for?" Chelsea was also very nervous, but she had to comfort Eliza. "Listen to to me. I'm heading to Oak Falls right now. I pick up Brock and bring him to my place. If Casper doesn't die, you and he can resolve your grievances."

Eliza sighed softly, her heart filled with mixed feelings. She had no idea whether Casper was alive or dead, and the outcome of the situation might have already exceeded her expectations. It would be best he died ending everything once and for all. It would be a release for both of them, allowing the entanglements and grievances to dissipate with his departure.

As for Casper, the situation was indeed somewhat tricky.