"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,

help but cry out in pain, her lips quivering.

was filled with distress as he

redder Dahlia's eyes

watch this melodrama, and turned

She was no saint; if she hadn't acted quickly, it would have been her instead of Dahlia who got

stop!" Charles' cold rebuke

think Dahlia was injured and she

walking,

let go of Dahlia and quickly walked up to Evelyn, grabbing her wrist harshly and pulling her back. With a fierce tone, he said, "Evelyn, how could you be so cruel! Why did

if Charles wronged her. She feared Charles misunderstanding her even more.

the beginning would never change, even if the truth was

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

her eyes to the imposing Charles and scoffed, "You say I hurt

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