His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 693

Casper was totally baffled. Hadn't she been all fired up during their spat?

"I..."

"What do you mean 'I'? If you've been involved with her, then you're having a hard time letting go, right?" Eliza's mood had taken a nosedive, her lips twisted in frustration. "It's clear that this Kate is quite the looker."

"No, that's not it, I..." How did he get dragged into this mess? "...Sweetheart, how about we focus on picking the style for the photo shoot?"

"You go ahead and choose."

Eliza knew her irritation partly came from Renee, but if she was honest, the other part was from her own insecurities.

As a woman, she understood all too well how tempting someone like Kate could be—gorgeous and savvy, a tough combination to resist.

At the photo studio earlier, the way Kate's eyes lingered on Casper, openly filled with greed and flirtation, got under her skin.

Casper had chased after her, gently holding her arm and trying to soothe her. "Don't let someone who doesn't matter get under your skin. It's just not worth it."

Eliza was about to retort when Casper's phone buzzed.

She didn't mean to peek, but the name flashing on the screen set her off.

"Casper, you said you weren't in touch privately, yet here you are with her number still saved..." Kate's name was glaring back at her. "...You're such a liar, a big fat liar."

Eliza had had enough. She dashed to the curb and flagged down a taxi...

"No, wait... Elle, don't leave..." Casper hung up the call, rushing to stop Eliza, but he was a heartbeat too late—the taxi had already sped off.

Feeling defeated, he got into his car. No sooner had he sat down than his phone rang again. Kate's name was still on the screen.

"Hello?" His tone was anything but friendly.

"You better be."

After hanging up, Kate sent Casper her location.

Casper didn't go himself but sent Dillon instead.

Business was important, but nothing was more important than patching things up with his wife.

He hit the gas and headed straight home.

Eliza was sulking in bed, and as Casper tiptoed in, she hurled a pillow at him.

"Casper, I'm really upset right now, you should keep your distance."

Catching the pillow, he grinned sheepishly. "You're my wife; how can I stay away? Don't be mad. Next time I see her, I'll tell her off good and proper, okay?"