His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 724

In the picture alongside the article, Gabe was carrying her down the mountain. Snowflakes danced in the air, giving the photo an unintentional romantic vibe. Who even took these photos? That mountain trail was winding and treacherous—not exactly a hotspot for people. Those paparazzi sure are relentless. Did Casper... see it all? But why hasn’t he brought it up with her?

Eliza tapped away on her phone, sending another message to Chelsea, “Did yesterday’s incident cause a big fuss?”

“Oh, absolutely. Every major website and media outlet had you and the pretty boy splashed across their front pages. Not to be harsh, but even if you were up to something, you should’ve been more careful.”

“I didn’t have any intentions like that. It’s all nonsense.” Eliza couldn’t explain it to Chelsea, let alone to Casper...

She turned off her phone and glanced at Casper. He seemed unfazed, eyes on the road, emotions steady as a rock. Her fingers dug into her pants as she said, “Pull over.”

Casper, caught off guard, quickly steered the car to the side, “What’s up?”

Eliza met his gaze. Were those dark circles because of dealing with all the gossip yesterday? Had he spent the day sorting it out? He must feel awful. Was the news out when he called her? How did he keep from asking her?

“Casper, isn’t there anything you want to ask me?”

He looked into her eyes, understanding her unspoken question, and firmly said, “No.”

“You trust me that much?”

Yell at her? Could he really do that? He admitted, he was jealous, intensely so. It wasn’t that he trusted her completely from the start. He had to convince himself, bit by bit, to stay calm and composed.

He asked himself countless times, Does she love me? Once he was sure, he found his peace.

“I’m just glad you’re willing to explain it to me. I know you care.” He recognized her concern, “Things always have a reason. I won’t jump to conclusions because of some paparazzi nonsense. We agreed on that, didn’t we?”

“Casper... you’ve changed.” She looked into his eyes, feeling a sudden surge of emotion, “...Is it because you’re getting older, less quick to anger, and more willing to wait for the truth?”