The Day Our Promise Breaks

Adam saw it, too. The rage sparked instantly.

"That bastard! How dare he cozy up with Dahlia, when it's barely been a week since Charlie's funeral. I'm going to smash his face right now."

"Adam, I've already broken up with him." Evelyn caught hold of Adam, preventing him from going over. Adam wouldn't win in a confrontation with Charles.

"Weren't you supposed to take me for a drive? Let's just go!"

With Evelyn holding him back, Adam had no choice but to calm down. He knew all too well how much she loved Charles through her humility and her compromises over the past five years. He had seen it all.

"You..." Adam wanted to scold Evelyn for her lack of dignity.

As Charles straightened up and looked their way, Adam pushed the visor up with a snap of his wrist. He glared fiercely at Charles.

After Evelyn put on her helmet, Adam deliberately pulled her hand around his waist and said, "Hold on tight."

Evelyn didn't refuse. She hugged Adam's waist tighter, understanding his gesture to help her regain some dignity in front of Charles.

But what Adam didn't know was that Charles' indifference towards her made their actions meaningless to him.

Adam was satisfied. Evelyn used to maintain an excessive level of propriety for Charles' sake.

Adam revved the engine, deliberately brushed past Charles' car and even spat disdainfully at the couple inside. Then, he accelerated away, leaving a trail of exhaust behind.

When they left, Evelyn didn't notice Charles' intense gaze in the car. His cold eyes harbored a strong possessiveness towards her.

Dahlia saw it and couldn't help clenching her fists. The pain brought her back to reality, preventing her from making a scene.

She suddenly winced. "Ouch!"

her injured hand while trying to

her. "Are you trying to get rid of your hand?"

blankets and didn't want her to catch

Charles' expression. He tucked Sandy in properly before starting the

...

so Adam wouldn't really take Evelyn

many of Charlie's favorite ingredients. They planned to celebrate

the kitchen and told Evelyn, who followed him in, "I'll go chat with Charlie first. Leave the shrimp and crab for

room, the doorbell rang. Evelyn, wearing an apron, went to open

she saw Charles, Evelyn's smile immediately faded, and she quickly

stopped the door with his

you're not welcome here, leave." Evelyn was firm, her voice cold as she issued her

Then

her. Suddenly, he pushed harder, forcing his

back by his force and

fall,

"Let go!"

herself. Charles didn't let go. Instead, he kicked the door closed, turned, and pinned Evelyn against it, seizing her chin and forcing a kiss upon her without a chance for refusal. His lips pressed forcefully

to resist were in vain. The more she struggled, the more forceful

kiss deepened, Evelyn's breath was taken away, and

attention from the side room. He

had wanted to