His Destructive, Toxic Love

Casper didn't care that Eliza's blood had stained his car seats. He floored the gas pedal. She was on the verge of shock.

After rushing her to the emergency room, he was still baffled by how her period suddenly became so heavy.

Faithe called him again, pressing, "Mr. Casper, when will you get here? Ms. Nova's in bad shape."

Casper glanced at the glowing emergency room sign. His voice was low and serious, "I'll be there soon."

He hung up and gripped his phone tightly. A doctor emerged from the emergency room, handing him a form. "The hemostatic injection didn't work. She needs a D&C to stop the bleeding. Can you sign here as a family member?"

"Is her life in danger?" he asked, signing his name.

The doctor took the form back. "Not at the moment."

"Alright."

After the doctor left, Casper called Dillon, asking him to come and keep an eye on things, and then he rushed over to Nova.

When Casper arrived, Nova was already in the emergency surgery room. Doctors and nurses were bustling in and out, their faces tense.

"How is she?" he asked.

"The transplant complications caused her heart to stop. At this rate, she might even need a heart transplant," Faithe said bluntly. "Have they found a donor?"

Faithe hesitated, "An international agency says they have a matching heart for Ms. Nova. They can provide it, but it'll cost a lot." "Money isn't an issue. Get it done."

"Understood, Mr. Casper."

The organ was flown in overnight. Nova's transplant went smoothly. She came back from the brink of death, reclaiming her life.

"Ms. Nova, congratulations," Faithe

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said, approaching the bed with a smug smile: "The surgery was a huge success. As for the organ, followed your plan-sent it abroad first, then pretended to buy it back. Mr. Casper didn't suspect a thing." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Initially, Nova had conspired with the doctors to steal Rose's organs. After a series of complex operations and a hefty sum of money, the heart and kidneys were secretly sent abroad. Faithe played a key role in making connections and pulling strings.

Faithe hadn't wanted to get involved, but the money Nova offered was too tempting. She even promised an extra three million dollars once it was all done. How could she refuse?

"Faithe, I owe you one. The money will be in your account as promised. Remember, this has to stay absolutely secret, or we're both finished," Nova said weakly.

"Of course, I understand," Faithe replied.

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At another hospital, Eliza woke up. Dillon was quick to offer his care, "Ma'am, how are you feeling?"

Eliza felt dizzy, the terror of feeling her blood rushing out of her body still fresh in her mind. "I'm okay," she said, struggling to open her eyes and looking at the bag of blood slowly dripping above her. "Does this need to be transfused for long?"

"For a little while longer," Dillon replied.

Eliza felt a wave of exhaustion and didn't want to talk anymore. She closed her eyes again, letting the dizziness wash over her.

Casper hurried in and called Dillon outside. "What did the doctor say?" His voice was tense and full of rare concern.

"Mr. Casper, the doctor said the bleeding was due to severe stress. She needs to recover slowly and stay calm. But he also mentioned something-if you two could have a child soon, it might actually help her condition."