His Destructive, Toxic Love

If you don't agree, they can't drag you to do it," Caroline said, gripping Eliza's hand, ready to lead her away. "Let's get out of here. We don't have to stay."

But...Eliza didn't move.

Caroline didn't understand the tangled mess between Eliza and Casper, but Eliza couldn't play dumb.

This was simply donating some blood.

Too much, and it could be fatal. Too little, and she might survive.

Whether her health would stay intact was of no concern to anyone and it didn't matter.

Quietly, she slipped her hand from Caroline's grasp and walked towards the blood donation room. Her silhouette was slender and lonely, exuding an indescribable sense of heartache. "Eliza..." Caroline's eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

After Eliza entered the blood donation room, the sound of the monitor's alarm echoed through the hospital.

"Grandpa..."

The entire Welton family rushed into the hospital room. Everyone understood what the flatline on the monitor meant. Jeffrey was beyond saving.

"Dad..."

"Grandpa..."

Eliza heard the cries in the blood donation room.

With Jeffrey gone, she felt an indescribable emptiness. She sat on the hospital bed, her gaze distant and forlorn.

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Jeffrey's funeral was held three days later. Eliza's name was not on the guest list.

The rain poured down.

Casper stood in front of Eliza, umbrella in hand, looking down at her with a cold glint in his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

She remained silent. She just wanted to pay her last respects to the old man.

"Do you think you have the right to attend Grandpa's funeral?"

His voice was calm, yet it carried an underlying storm that could tear someone apart at any moment.

He took a step towards her, and she stepped back.

He took another step, and she took another step back. Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist, using the hand holding the umbrella, and the wind swept the umbrella away.

Stumbling, she was dragged to the

entrance of the chapel. "Eliza, today you're going to kneel here. If

don'tkneel for three hours to you're not gonn stand up."

Inside the chapel, Jeffrey's portrait was displayed.

With a forceful push from Casper, she knelt down on the rain-soaked ground. The rain instantly soaked through her clothes, dripping down her hair. The cold chill made her pores tighten, and her body trembled slightly.

"If I come back and see you're not here, your entire family will join my grandfather and get buried."

Casper left with those harsh words.

The entire Welton family departed.

Today was the day Jeffrey was to be buried. The Welton family's cemetery was located on the prestigious Sunshine Hill.

It was said, Casper took Nova to send off the old man on his last journey, and Eliza, the rightful granddaughter-in-law, had no right to attend.

Eliza was to kneel there in penance.

The cemetery was solemn and dignified. Everyone was in a somber mood.

Jeffrey's closest kin and friends were all there to send him off on his final journey.

Caroline stood next to Casper, dressed in black, her face hidden behind sunglasses.

Nova's presence greatly displeased Caroline. "Why did you bring her? Aren't you afraid of what family and friends might think? What about Eliza? Why isn't Eliza here?" "Why mention her? If it weren't for her, Grandpa wouldn't have left us so soon." Casper's expression was grave, his tone icy.

Caroline was taken aback. How could he say something so utterly absurd? "What does that have to do with Eliza? Shouldn't you be grateful to her for giving Grandpa a blood transfusion? She doesn't owe us anything, much less Grandpa.

"Doesn't she owe me something? She owes me more than you could imagine," Casper said, his emotions spiraling out of control, his voice a suppressed roar.