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.

at Evelyn. He quickly walked over to Dahlia, took her arm, and placed her scalded hand

help but cry out in pain, her lips

filled with

he comforted her, the redder Dahlia's

melodrama, and turned

her at all. She was no saint; if she hadn't

stop!" Charles' cold rebuke stopped her in her

think Dahlia was injured

kept walking, ignoring

fierce tone, he said, "Evelyn, how could you

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

to prove herself

raised her eyes to the imposing Charles and