His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 697

"I haven’t been hiding anything from you. Didn't I mention it before? She was trying to connect Welton International with Allysha..." He was losing his cool, tossing his phone onto the table. "...I've already blocked her. What more do you want from me?"

"Casper!!" Eliza was baffled by his anger. It was clearly his issue. Her eyes were wide with disbelief. "Are you seriously getting mad at me? It was a woman messaging you, not a man messaging me."

"I’m not mad at you. I’ve blocked her; she won't be able to message anymore. What else do you need me to say? There’s nothing going on between us, not like what you’re thinking."

The more he tried to explain, the more irritated he became, eventually kicking over the trash can next to him.

The loud "bang" made Eliza's heart jump.

Was he not even trying to hide his anger anymore?

Was he really starting to take it out on her, without even trying to mask his emotions?

Or was this Kate someone special to him, and just mentioning her set him off?

"Fine, whatever." She got up from the bed, needing some space to clear her head.

She changed her clothes, grabbed her phone and purse, ready to head to the office.

He caught her arm, closing the bedroom door with a firm hand, trying to calm himself, "I’m not mad at you. I’m just frustrated with myself. I feel like I’m not doing enough to make you happy. It’s my fault, okay?"

Really?

Was that how someone admits they’re wrong?

"Casper, we both need some space to cool off." Eliza tried to pull her arm free, but his grip was firm, and it hurt, "I don’t want to fight with you, do you get that?"

"Alright, it’s my fault. Let’s not fight. Just come back to bed, and we’ll talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

He was saying sorry with his words.

But his face didn't show any sign of regret.

In fact, a hint of impatience lingered in his expression.

She knew them both too well.

Whenever they argued, it always ended with both of them hurting each other.

She valued the rare reconciliation they had.

She didn’t want to face both of them losing their tempers.

As she turned to leave, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms in an instant.

He took a deep breath, "I’m sorry, forgive me, forgive my attitude just now. I was wrong."

She knew he was struggling to keep his temper in check.

Eliza felt conflicted.

She didn’t want to dwell on it, but his behavior just now reminded her of past memories she wanted to forget.

She had nearly let them fade away.

"Casper, you should get some rest." She gently pushed him away, turned, and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Soon, the sound of a car engine starting filled the air.

The ornate gates of Welton International slowly opened, and Eliza's car drove out.

The man ran his fingers through his hair.

What had he just done?