His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 659

Fiona was left completely rattled by Zach's slap, and his words only added to her fear. She didn't want to stick around any longer, nor did she want her son to be shipped off abroad. So, she reluctantly agreed to Zach's demands.

"I'll... think of something."

"Once it's done, you can take your little one and get as far away as possible. And stop dreaming about marrying Casper—that's a fantasy that'll get you nowhere. He'll make sure you're gone without a trace if you keep it up."

Halfway to their destination, Zach unceremoniously dumped Fiona by the roadside and drove off without a backward glance.

...

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Casper's injuries were almost fully tended to, and he was comfortably sprawled on the bed, enjoying Eliza's gentle care. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on his slightly pale but undeniably handsome face.

"The doctor did say to go easy on the sweets. They're not great for healing," Eliza murmured softly, holding a silver spoon. She carefully scooped up a piece of glistening peach from a can and brought it to Casper's lips.

Casper's mouth quirked into a playful grin. "This canned peach doesn't quite match up to the ones from David’s place."

Eliza paused, her smile dimming slightly as she set the can aside. He hadn't forgotten.

He'd had Dillon get her a whole box of canned peaches, yet he didn't bring that up now.

"Casper, maybe you should stop."

With a smile, he gently yet firmly grasped her delicate wrist, "Just kidding, one more bite."

She wasn't really upset, so she picked up the spoon again, gently offering him another piece of peach. "Here, open up."

He opened his mouth eagerly, savoring the peach slice. "There's nothing better than being fed by you."

"Just eat, chatterbox."

Dillon arrived just then. Casper was holding Eliza's hand, chatting away, looking as happy as ever. His injuries hadn't put a dent in his mood at all.

"Mr. Casper, ma'am," Dillon cleared his throat softly.

Besides Casper and Caroline, his legitimate children, Tristan had three or four illegitimate ones scattered about. At sixty, he didn't really need another kid. Who knows what was going through his mind.

"Probably that young starlet's idea."

"Let him be."

Casper wasn't keen on getting involved. No matter how many kids Tristan had, it wouldn't change his standing as chairman of Welton International.

"Mr. Casper, do you think Zach's going to stir up trouble now that he's out?"

This brought Casper back to the reality that Zach was never one to sit still. He pondered for a moment, realizing they couldn't be too cautious, "Tell the folks at the estate to keep the little one indoors for now. Add more security for the eldest's comings and goings. And if there are any suspicious characters hanging around, stay on high alert."

"Got it."

Zach was unpredictable. If he wanted revenge, he'd come up with ways they couldn't even imagine.