The Day Our Promise Breaks

With a frosty expression, he firmly grasped her hand and strode towards the exit.

Evelyn couldn't break free, so she stopped struggling and complied, walking out with Charles. Deep down, she was counting silently. "One."

"Two."

Before she could count to "three," a weak cry from behind, "Charles..."

As the voice trailed off, a loud "thump" followed. The delicate and frail Dahlia had fainted.

Charles' steps halted immediately. Without a moment's hesitation, he released Evelyn's hand, quickly turned around, and rushed towards Dahlia, who was lying on the ground. "Dahlia!" Evelyn didn't need to look back to know how worried Charles must have looked at that moment. He looked completely different from his indifferent mockery when Evelyn fainted yesterday. This was the difference between love and indifference.

Evelyn stood still, her gaze falling on the clear red mark on her wrist. Her lips curled into an almost imperceptible sneer of self-mockery.

This wasn't the first time Charles had chosen Dahlia over her, but it would be the last.

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to a shopping center to buy paper and pencils. She was preparing to enter this year's jewelry design competition. Throughout the week, she had visited over

with scenery started at a million. She

extravagant. Initially, it was enough, and she could even save a bit each month. But then, Charlie fell ill, and Charles didn't believe she was truly sick. Charlie's medical bills quickly drained her savings, so she had no choice but to ask Charles for money. Every time she brought up Charlie's illness, Charles would hang up the phone or simply leave, without giving her a chance to

get the money, Evelyn had to resort to lies. Because of this, Charlie suffered a

burial plot. She didn't want to tarnish Charlie's path to reincarnation. She was

into Samuel. He was her college professor and also one of the judges of the jewelry design

In her freshman year, he insisted on recommending her for that year's jewelry

had designed in her free time over the years and urged her to enter this

She did love designing jewelry, and

the second basement level, walking towards where she had parked

by a Rolls-Royce, the rear car door suddenly

pupils dilated in panic, and she's about to scream