NovelsBestShe twisted her body, trying to push him away. Her small hands flailed against his chest, face, and neck, scratching wildly. Soon, he was covered in scratches.
"Ah..." He winced in pain, grabbing her wrists and lifting them above her head. He continued to kiss her. "You've turned into a little wildcat." "Let go of me," she spat, her eyes blazing with hatred.
"Villains are just like this, Eliza. That's the label you've slapped on me." He invaded her space, kissing her forcefully.
She struggled in vain and tried to knee him but failed. Defeated, tears streamed down her face.
He tasted her tears and reluctantly let her go, wiping them away. "Why are you crying? I haven't really done anything to you." "I thought you might have changed, but you haven't. You never will. You're just naturally evil. Your pleasure comes from tormentingand tormenting my family. Casper, you really should go to hell. The world would be better off." She was cursing him.
A frown creased his brow, his heart aching sharply, his gaze dimming.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe owed her, and he knew it better than anyone. So, during the three years she was gone, he desperately tried to make up for the unfinished business on her behalf.
He sought out better hospitals to treat Robin's illness, no matter the cost.
She said he drove her father to suicide, so he investigated the truth behind Mikey's death.
He was desperately making amends for his past mistakes.
Was he really that despicable? "I admit I'm not a good person, but I..." "Casper." She looked up at him, her sweet smile tinged with despair. "I will never forgive you unless you die right here in front of me." She wished for his death.
He smiled, revealing a trace of bitterness.
He wasn't afraid of death. If she wanted his death, he could give her his life.
He was just a bit heartbroken.
He reached out, picked up a kitchen knife from the table, and gently handed it to Eliza.
"If you really feel that way, then go ahead. I'll tell the police it was a suicide attempt." The kitchen knife was heavy, its cold gleam revealing its lethal sharpness. The cold touch made her momentarily hesitate, but only for a moment. She quickly regained her composure.
"Do you really think I wouldn't do it?" "I won't blyou." He was betting she didn't hate him that much.
Unfortunately, he lost the bet.
Her icy gaze showed no hesitation or retreat. Her hand, firm and resolute, plunged the knife towards his abdomen.
At that moment, tseemed to freeze.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCasper's eyes flashed with shock; he hadn't expected her to be so decisive and merciless, without ne? hint of hesitation, plunging the knife into him.
Even though he caught part of the blade, the pain quickly swept through his body.
Her pupils dilated sharply as if scalded. She released the knife M handle and involuntarily stepped E back.
Casper still held the knife with her warmth on it. His tall body suddenly weakened and he thudded to the floor on his knees. His eyes, burned by fierce emotions, carried a mal? feelings. He let out a self-pitying sneer.
"Pfft..." He spat out a mouthful of blood. The glaring red made Eliza's heart tremble violently.
He laboriously raised his head, asking her with a hint of bitterness. I died, "If would you feel even a little bit sad?" X
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