NovelEnglishChapter 519 He didn't answer her at first. So, she gently tapped his arm and asked softly, "Casper, are you alright?" This time, he finally stirred. Slowly opening his eyes, which were usually so deep and clear, now looked foggy. He took her hand from his arm, brought it to his face, and nuzzled it gently, leaning against her. His head rested on her chest, his breath heavy with the smell of alcohol.
"I'm sorry, I just can't drink anymore," he mumbled as soon as he spoke.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEliza felt a tug at her heart, a slight pang. "If you can't drink, then don't overdo it. Your health is what matters." "I had to drink, just a bit more. I needed Dr. Peels to agree to treat Robin. I had no choice," he muttered.
But she caught every word, loud and clear. A feeling of heartache started spreading inside her...
Once they got home, Casper headed straight for the bathroom. He made sure to close all the doors, worried that the noise of him being sick would disturb Eliza's rest. But how could she not hear it? She slipped on a coat, went to the kitchen to whip up shangover soup, and then popped out to the 24-hour pharmacy for hangover pills.
Seeing all the effort Eliza had put in, Casper's face was visibly apologetic. "You really don't have to take care of me. I'll be alright." "First, take the pills, then drink the soup. It'll help you feel a bit better," she said, glancing at the clock. It was already past midnight. "Try to get ssleep if you can. We've got to go to the clinic tomorrow to discuss Robin's treatment." He nodded, determined not to let this affect his responsibilities. "Don't worry, I won't mess up tomorrow's plans." Eliza cast him a worried look before heading back to her room. Casper obediently took the pills and drank the hangover soup she made. Hist head still throbbed, and his stomach churned. Even his liver felt a dull ache. He curled up on the sofa and somehow made it through the night.
Early the next morning, Casper was already out the door. Though he wasn't fully recovered, he gave it his all and went to the clinic to discuss the serious matters at hand.
Meanwhile, Eliza sat at her office desk, her mind miles away. Autumn cover, gave her shoulder a little nudge, and teased, "Eliza, what's on your mind? Surely not Manuel?" "Autumn, what's up?" Eliza replied with an awkward smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAutumn, having sfree twithout classes, pulled up a chair and sat across from Eliza, starting a casual chat. "Manuel's been abroad for a while. He calledtoday, saying he's coming back and has sgifts for me. Has he reached out to you?" ""No, not at all." Ever since she told Manuel she wanted to be with Casper, they hadn't been in touch. He hadn't even posted about his trip on social media, so how could she know? They talked about staying friends, but given the circumstances, that was impossible.
"Autumn, Manuel and I..." Eliza
began, wanting to explain that things.
were over between them. Buom Autumn interrupted, "Eliza, relationships take time. ManueДmight not be the best, but he's probably the best fit for you. Life is about finding a good match, right?" Eliza couldn't argue with that. Autumn's point was valid.
Seeing Eliza's silence, Autumn continued, "Manuel is solid, both in personality and in how he deals with people. We're not asking for career support, but with him, you wouldn't have to worry so much. A simple, burden-free life is the best kind of life."
Eliza understood, but meeting the right person at the wrong toften e leads to nowhere.
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