The Day Our Promise Breaks

Evelyn was on the verge of tears. Her dignity was shattered. Anger surged through her as she fought back desperately.

In the moment his attention was diverted by Dahlia and his guard was down, she kneed him hard below the belt.

"Ugh!" Charles grunted in pain.

Seizing the moment of his agony, Evelyn flipped over, escaping from beneath him. She opened the car door and got out.

Pulling her coat tighter around her disheveled self, she hurried back to her own car in a disarray of steps and got in. Only when she locked the door did her tense nerves finally relax. Inside the car, Charles leaned back in his seat, taking out a cigarette from the pack and lighting it.

His gaze had followed Evelyn, as he savored how she had just lain beneath him.

Her hair was in disarray, and her skin was glowing under the light. The marks he had left were like roses blooming in the snow.

Charlie's Adam's apple bobbed as the arousal in his eyes deepened. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. The smoke swirled around, obscuring his expression.

Dahlia's concerned voice rang out again. "Charles, are you there?"

nonchalantly,

lustful, husky tone of his voice traveled through

sound

was no stranger to such matters. That sound was a clear indication of what he had

if he was angry because Evelyn had messed with her or because she had approached Evelyn. She hadn't dared to

he had made out

grip on her phone tightened

Charles. She softened her voice slightly,

respond and knew he was displeased

"Charles, I know I shouldn't have gone to meet

and didn't see you and cried all night. She kept asking me why she has a dad but still feels like we're abroad and couldn't

five years, enduring so much hardship and suffering. I was just too heartbroken for her this morning. That's why I

take good care of both of

grandma's health. I'll be patient. I'll also strive to win first place in this year's Jewelry Design Contest to

"Hmm." Charles responded softly.

promise she had hoped for,