His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 439

"Casper, did you just hit me? I'm your fiancée, and you slapped me over your ex-wife?" Susan's voice trembled as she cupped her flushed cheek, eyes brimming with tears and lashes quivering. "Casper, you and she should be the ones apologizing."

Casper's gaze was icy, and his tone left no room for argument. "Apologize. Now."

Susan was genuinely afraid of Casper, especially when his face turned dark and he exuded a chilling aura. He was like a predator, ready to tear her apart without a second thought.

Ronan had warned her. Casper was known for his ruthlessness. To handle him, you had to approach gently, never confront head-on. For the sake of the Torres family and her future with Casper, she swallowed her pride.

"I'll apologize, but she needs to apologize to me too," Susan finally said, a hint of reluctance in her voice.

Casper wasn't having it. His gaze grew colder. "Don't make me say it a third time."

A shiver ran down Susan's spine. She knew angering Casper would lead to no good. She clenched her teeth, pushing down her resentment. "Fine. I'm sorry."

Eliza didn't want just an apology. But she knew a simple "sorry" wouldn't fix things.

Forget it, she thought. I'll consider myself unlucky. "I'm leaving."

Eliza decided to head to a nearby mall to buy a new outfit. Casper quickly followed, grabbing her wrist. "Wait, don't go. I'll take you to buy some clothes."

"No need. You should stay with your fiancée. We don't need her misunderstanding us and causing more drama. I don't have the energy for that." Eliza shook off his hand and hailed a cab.

Susan's eyes filled with heartbreak. "Why do you have to be so blunt? Is there really nothing you feel for me beyond the deal?"

Casper gave her a cold, indifferent glance. From his angle, her downturned profile was almost identical to Eliza's. The harsh words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back. He couldn't bring himself to be cruel to such a similar face.

Without another word, he turned and walked away.

Just as Susan moved to follow, a dark-colored car pulled up beside her, stopping. The window slowly rolled down, revealing a stranger's face. His gaze was sharp, like a hawk's.

"Ms. Susan, would you like to share your thoughts with me?" His voice was low and magnetic, sunglasses hiding most of his face, leaving only a sharply defined jaw visible.