His Destructive, Toxic Love

Eliza barely lifted her eyelids, a bitter taste creeping into her heart. "You set this whole thing up, and now you're bailing me out. What am I supposed to thank you for? Not killing me outright?" He scoffed, "I'm giving you a chance to repay the favor."

"Casper, what are you up to now?"

With a casual air, Casper told the driver, "Head to Hope Hospital."

Hope Hospital?

Her mom...

"What did you do to my mom?"

"You'll see when we get there."

His gaze was cold as he looked at her. She never took the promises he'd made to heart.

Casper was unpredictable and constantly reneging on his word. How much could she trust him?

Eliza's emotions were in turmoil. She suppressed the discomfort in her chest until the car pulled into the grand entrance of Hope Hospital.

The hospital had changed its name; it was now called the Wellness Medical Center.

Casper was a cold and ruthless man, yet he chose to use a hospital to save lives. The irony wasn't lost on her.

As they entered the hospital building, she spotted Dr. Sanders. Eliza quickened her pace. "Dr. Sanders."

"Ms. Eliza, you're here."

"How's my mom doing?"

Dr. Sanders gestured for her to stay calm. "The application for the new program has been submitted. It'll take some time to restart, but we've started your mom on a newly marketed advanced medicine from abroad. The results are promising. Once the program restarts, she can immediately join."

Eliza nodded along.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

But...a new medicine from abroad? That must've been expensive.

"This medicine is quite expensive, isn't it?"

"Indeed, it's not cheap." Dr. Sanders wanted Eliza to be prepared. "One pill costs around a hundred thousand, and for a condition like your mother's, she needs at least three pills a month. If we wait for the program to restart, she might need around three to five pills."

Wouldn't that be three to five hundred thousand a month? Where would she get that kind of money?

"Dr. Sanders, how many pills has my mom taken?"

"She's already taken two."

Two pills were two hundred thousand. She couldn't afford that.

"Dr. Sanders, if my mom stops taking this medicine now, would she be in danger?"

"It's hard to say."

It was a tough decision for Eliza, but one she had to make.

She didn't have the money to cover

bmedicine cost. She'd rather

normal treatment as long as

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her

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"Dr. Sanders, let's stop the medication then and move my mom to a regular ward. I can't afford the medication."

"This..." Dr. Sanders was troubled. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes."

"Alright." Dr. Sanders agreed reluctantly.

At that moment, Casper came over. "Proceed with the treatment. I'll cover the costs."

Dr. Sanders was taken aback.

Eliza turned to Casper, mocking him. "Mr.

mer, are you afraid my

s organs won't be healthel.ne?

n for Nova's transplant?"

"You can think of it that way." He didn't oppose her view.

"I won't agree to a transplant from my mom's organs, not unless I'm dead."

Eliza stood her ground.

"Then just pull her oxygen tube as well, end it all," Casper said to Dr. Sanders.

"You..." Eliza raised her hand to slap Casper, but he caught her wrist.

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"You said no treatment was needed, right? If she's dead, that's what will happen."

She glared at him, her eyes filled with a bloody red hue. After a moment, she shook off her hand and turned to walk away.