The Day Our Promise Breaks

"Ah!"

Dahlia let out a shrill scream from her throat, freezing for several seconds before tremblingly turning off the kettle. "Mommy!"

Sandy, who had come over unnoticed, saw Dahlia's hand scalded by the boiling water. After crying out for her mom, she suddenly turned and ran towards Charles, who was not far away. Like finding her rock, she cried, "Daddy... daddy..." Charles was on the phone, but he immediately hung up, crouched down, and lifted the tear-streaked Sandy into his arms. "Sandy, what happened?"

"Daddy, Ms. Evelyn burned Mommy's hand."

Charles' expression changed instantly. Holding Sandy, he quickly walked towards the break room.

The onlookers, attracted by the commotion, were stopped in their tracks by a look from Charles. No one dared to come closer.

Charles carried Sandy in, closing the door behind them with a backhand.

"Charles..." Dahlia's eyes were red, her voice trembling with pain she was desperately trying to hide. That call carried so much hurt.

gaze turned icy as he glanced at Evelyn. He quickly walked over to Dahlia, took her arm, and placed her scalded hand under cold running

but cry out in pain, her lips quivering. She

Charles' face was filled with distress as

comforted her, the redder Dahlia's eyes became. Tears

melodrama, and turned

at all. She was no saint; if she hadn't acted quickly, it

Charles' cold rebuke

Dahlia was injured and

walking,

"Evelyn, how could you be

wronged her. She feared Charles misunderstanding her even more. Thus, she would

biased from the beginning would never change, even if the truth was right before his

Evelyn who always tried to prove herself in front of him, was truly

the imposing Charles and scoffed, "You say I hurt Dahlia? Where's the