His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 238

Suspicious?

It was natural to feel suspicious when encountering someone who looked just like someone you knew.

But...

"Don't worry. You're no longer Eliza but Valerie now. Your ID says Valerie and Eliza's records were wiped a long time ago. Even if he recognizes you, what can he do? Drag you back by force? If he tries, he's breaking the law."

Chelsea's words were firm, but her hand shook as she held Eliza's.

Eliza, on the other hand, was much calmer. "Chelsea, I'm not worried about him recognizing me. So what if he does? Like you said, Eliza is dead. I'm Valerie now, a widow living in Oak Falls with a past marriage and a kid. He's not going to be interested in a widow."

She knew Casper too well—he had a thing about women with a clean slate in relationship.

"A widow with a kid? He won't feel the need to be possessive," Eliza added.

"Alright, Chelsea, let's stop worrying about it. I'm tired. You should head back, too. Don't you have to return to Falconridge tomorrow? Get some rest."

Chelsea was indeed planning to go back to Falconridge. But Casper's sudden appearance had her concerned for Eliza. "How can I leave when you're like this?"

"Like what?" Eliza chuckled, shaking her head. "Don't worry, I can handle it."

"Can you really?" Chelsea asked, still unsure.

"Yes, now go home."

Chelsea returned to Falconridge.

Aaron stayed with Justin, only catching a brief moment with Eliza before leaving Oak Falls.

"Sorry, I've been pretty busy lately. My family has a new project in Oak Falls, and my uncle..." Aaron began to explain.

In this world, who can truly protect another one? Only she could protect herself.

Sitting outside a café, a man in a luxury car was listening to Dillon report everything about Eliza.

"Her name is Valerie. Her records and ID are all in Oak Falls. She used to work in home care, then married an older man and had a child. After the old man died, she's been raising her child on her own and never remarried. Currently, she’s working as an art teacher at a vocational school."

"Mr. Casper, according to my investigation, her records in Oak Falls were established three years ago. There's no trace of her past before that. Quite mysterious."

Casper glanced towards the café window, where a man and a woman were sitting. He lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips. "Quite mysterious, indeed."

"Mr. Casper, do you think this Valerie could possibly be Mrs. Welton?"

"What do you mean 'possibly'?" He lowered his head to light the cigarette, taking a deep puff. "Whether she's Mrs. Welton or not depends on how long she can keep up the act."