His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 482

"If you want to see Brock, I can bring him over anytime." He held her hand tightly, as if letting go meant losing her forever. "Elle, promise me you won't leave, okay?"

Eliza pulled her hand away, irritation flickering in her eyes.

She was in a coma because of Casper.

All his flings, each one more trivial than the last, had left her the one deeply scarred. It just didn’t seem worth it anymore.

"Casper, if I stay, I'll just get hurt again. This time it was Susan, but what about next time? Your business empire is always expanding, and with it, one woman after another will come and go. Putting our past aside, do you really think I can accept the person you've become?"

"Susan was a mistake, and I’ve taken care of it." He tried to assure her, knowing he could promise there wouldn't be any more women coming between them in the future. "I didn’t think it through, but it won't happen again."

"We..." She struggled to find the right words for her tangled emotions.

Since their reunion three years after their separation, every sacrifice he had made played out in her mind like an old movie reel.

To win her forgiveness, he had let her stab him without resistance.

To save Brock, he had willingly plunged into the sea, risking his own life.

And to save her, he had fallen into a deep abyss, wrecking his car and nearly dying.

To say she wasn’t moved at all would be a lie.

Old grudges could be forgiven, but... marriage is not child's play. That failed marriage had stripped her of the courage to love again.

Maybe, in time, she could find it in herself to love someone else, but if that person was Casper, it just didn’t seem necessary.

She was a good ex, but was she a good mother?

They had a child together.

She knew a child growing up in a complete family had a better chance at a healthy development, both psychologically and physically.

But she was terrified of making the wrong decision, which left her feeling completely lost.

The weather was far from cooperative.

Snow mixed with rain started to fall, making the roads wet and slippery. Even the best luxury cars didn’t stand a chance against the skidding.

From Welton Estate to Goodwin's in the south of the city, the round trip took about an hour.

By the time he got out of the car, his hair and shoulders were quickly soaked by the snowy rain, and with a gust of wind, ice started to form.

Just a few short steps, and his hair looked as though it was frosted.

When he took out the still-warm Osmanthus Pumpkin Cake from his coat, Eliza couldn't help but feel a bit moved.

"Is the snow outside that heavy?"

"It's not too bad." He smiled gently, handing the Osmanthus Pumpkin Cake to Eliza. "It's still warm, eat it while it's hot."