Read Chapter 176 with many climactic and unique details. The series His Destructive, Toxic Love is one of the top-selling novels by Ethan Prescott. Chapter content Chapter 176 - The heroine seems to fall into the abyss of despair, heartache, and empty-handed. But unexpectedly, a big event occurred. So what was that event? Read His Destructive, Toxic Love Chapter 176 for more details.
She felt suppressed, confined, and despairing.
“You’re awake.”
Eliza’s tired eyes slowly focused on the man, revealing a glimmer of fragile, haunting beauty. “Aaron.”
“Don’t be sad.” Aaron had also lost his mother, so he deeply understood Eliza’s feelings. “Actually, you’ve got it wrong about Casper. He never mentioned anything about a kidney swap.”
Eliza shook her head, her voice strained. “Not mentioning it doesn’t mean he hadn’t thought about it. Hasn’t Casper done enough monstrous things for Nova already?”
“I know better than you the kind of person he is,” she added.
Aaron pressed his lips together, giving up on defending Casper. “I didn’t expect Rose’s illness to worsen so quickly. If I had been more vigilant, maybe…”
“It’s not your fault.” If it was anyone’s fault, it had to be Casper’s. “Aaron, I’m exhausted. I want to sleep for a bit.”
“Then rest well.”
Aaron had just left when Nova appeared at the door of Eliza’s hospital room.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity.” Nova looked down at Eliza lying in the bed, her voice dripping with mockery. “Heard your mom’s dying?”
“You must know she’s decided to donate her kidney to me, right?”
Nova pulled out a kidney donation consent form. “Look. All the procedures are done.”
Eliza shot up from her bed and snatched the form from Nova’s hands. The more she read, the more her fingers trembled.
“You won’t get away with this.” Eliza tore the document to pieces.
Nova was unfazed. “We’ll see about that.”
With a smug smile, Nova added, “Eliza, I won’t let you have a single good day.”
“Then, Mr. Casper, do you want me to…”
Casper pinched the bridge of his nose, forcefully suppressing his fury, and remained silent.
Upstairs, Zach stood by the window, looking down at the black luxury car, and chuckled lightly. He turned to face Eliza. “So? Decided to collaborate with me?”
“You wish,” Eliza responded coolly, staring at Zach, who wore an innocent face.
How could someone look so pure and good-natured yet have such a dark, restless heart?
“Then what is your visit about…” He walked up to Eliza, bracing his hands on the armrests of her chair, his smile ambiguous. “…you missed me?”
She pushed him away, standing up from her chair. “I’m here to ask you to investigate something for me.”
“Oh?” He crossed his arms, looking leisurely. “Investigate what?”
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