His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 86

Eliza didn't want to be a burden to anyone or cause any trouble.

"Let's just leave it at that."

"Leave what at that?" Renee glanced at Eliza, noticing the series of red marks on her neck and arms, her eyes narrowing with concern. "Is he abusing you? Did he hit you?"

"No." Eliza lowered her gaze, trying to hide the emotions welling up inside.

Renee got it immediately. As a woman, how could she not understand?

"Divorce him, seriously. No matter how handsome or rich he is, you don't need that kind of man. I can help you find a lawyer."

Renee's words echoed Chelsea's.

Eliza felt a warmth in her heart. "Renee, my life with Casper... isn’t really the best, but I can't leave him right now."

"Why not? Marriage is a choice. If he doesn't want to split, take it to court. Are you worried he'll fight over the assets?"

Eliza shook her head slightly. "It's not that."

Renee watched Eliza, who seemed hesitant to speak further. She got it; there were many things Eliza couldn't share.

She sighed softly. "That day you came to our house, your hand was wrapped in bandages. I should've realized then."

Eliza remained silent.

Renee held her hand sympathetically. "Whatever I can do to help, just ask. You really can't keep living with this man. It'll ruin your life."

Renee had barely finished speaking when Casper pushed open the hospital room door and entered. He had overheard part of their conversation, and his expression was dark.

Renee watched him with unprecedented disgust, not even bothering with a greeting. She just said to Eliza, "Elle, think about what I said. I'll leave you to it."

"Okay."

When Eliza woke up, a nurse was changing her IV bag. "The needle backflushed. Did you fall asleep and forget you were still on an IV?"

Had Casper left? A wave of silent mockery washed over Eliza.

"My fault," the nurse adjusted the drip rate and noted the time. "When I came over, someone was here. I thought he would press the call button when needed. I didn't expect him to leave without a word."

"I'm sorry for the trouble." Eliza felt embarrassed.

The nurse comforted her in return. "It's okay, but don't let it happen again. Keep an eye on it yourself. Stay awake until it's done, then you can sleep."

"Alright."

Eliza lost all desire to sleep. She watched her IV drip until it was finished.

When the nurse came to remove the needle, Eliza asked, "Can I be discharged?"