His Destructive, Toxic Love

Her voice rang out sharp and triumphant, as if she had just claimed some grand victory.

Eliza let out a barely audible chuckle. "All this pampering, yet he still hasn't made you his wife."

"Casper marrying me is just a matter of time." Nova straightened up leisurely, picked up a plate of cherries, and popped a red one into her mouth. "Once my leg heals, I'll be his most beautiful bride."

"What good will healing your leg do? Can you bear children for the Welton family or give Casper a son and a daughter?" Women who can't bear children will be cast aside sooner or later. The Welton family wouldn't allow it any other way.

A mocking smirk played on Eliza's lips.

Nova's face twisted in fury, her eyes turning fierce. She slammed the plate of cherries onto the floor and glared at Eliza. "Even if I can't bear children for Casper, he still loves me the most."

"Fine, you keep loving each other."

Eliza couldn't be bothered by Nova's hysterics. She followed Marian into the kitchen.

Eliza quietly sliced the meat while Marian eyed her. Words formed in Marian's mouth only to be swallowed back down.

"Marian, if you have something to say, just say it. Casper isn't home anyway."

Marian sighed softly. "Madam, I think Mr. Casper... still has feelings for you."

Eliza smiled, pausing with the kitchen knife in hand, then shook her head. "Marian, you've been with us for years. Since Casper and I got married, you've seen how we are together. How could he possibly have feelings for me?"

"But I don't think he... really likes Ms. Nova either."

Eliza had no idea what Casper looked like when he liked someone. But the truth was, he had shown Nova the same warmth and patience he showed everyone. Love was something you could see in someone's eyes.

"Marian, even if he falls out of love with Nova one day, he wouldn't like me."

"Madam, I still think you and him are the best match."

In Marian's eyes, Eliza was gentle and kind, caring for Casper in every possible way. Whether it was managing the old Welton estate or anything else, Eliza did it impeccably. Such a woman, especially among the wives of wealthy families, was truly hard to find. Nova was two-faced and wore out the servants.

Eliza smiled again. The word 'match' was best not used for her and Casper. It sounded like a joke. After preparing the meatballs, she had Marian take them out to Nova.

"Ms. Nova, your meatballs are ready. Please enjoy them while they're hot," Marian said respectfully.

Nova raised an eyebrow, looking at Marian with displeasure. "Marian, Casper asked for Eliza to attend to me, not just make some meatballs and leave. Where is she? Tell her to come out."

"Ms. Nova, Mr. Casper didn't say "

"Hmm?..." She slammed her hand down on the table. "...Marian, are you talking back to me?"

Marian swallowed her resentment. "I wouldn't dare."

"Call Eliza out."

Eliza, having already heard Nova's summons, wiped her hands and came out. "Why are you shouting at Marian? It's your leg that's injured, not your hands. Do you need someone to serve you even for a meal?"

"Eliza, what right do you have to speak to me like that? I am the lady in this house, and you are nothing but a lowly servant."