His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 288

Casper took a while to calm down.

Dillon felt a pang of sympathy for his boss and gently advised, "Mr. Casper, maybe you shouldn't force things. I don't think she's the type to hold back, and if you really get hurt, it won't be easy to heal."

Casper was feverish, irritable beyond words. With a swift kick, he sent the trash can next to the bed tumbling over.

"Next time, I'll tie her up completely. Then we'll see how tough she really is."

Dillon's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Look at her, laughing and flirting with everyone else, but when she sees me, it's like she wants to tear me apart. Do you think she's been charmed by that pretty boy, and completely forgotten who she is?"

"Pretty boy?" Dillon scratched his head, pondering. Was Casper talking about that young man, Mr. Noel?

"Mr. Casper, do you mean Mr. Noel?"

"Who else could I be talking about?" Casper scoffed.

"Mr. Casper, no matter what, it's unlikely for her to fall for some innocent young boy." Dillon chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood. "You should have some confidence in yourself. She... she probably knows her limits."

Casper gently massaged his furrowed brow, his lips curling into a bitter smile. If she loved him, she would naturally soften. But now, with no love left for him, where would that softness come from?

He shook his head, a wave of inexplicable sadness rising in his heart. Perhaps if they no longer intersected in each other's lives, she would gradually forget that hatred and reconcile with herself.

With that thought, he suddenly felt a sense of release. What did it matter if he couldn't let go? What was the point of trying to make amends? It was all futile. She merely saw it as a one-sided joke. Those so-called amends were nothing but superfluous gestures.

Casper’s once again had a poker face, his dark eyes like hidden stars in the night sky, twinkling with a somber light. He stood up and walked out of the lounge without hesitation.

Eliza, who had been standing outside hesitant to approach, moved her lips as if she wanted to say something. "You…"