The Day Our Promise Breaks

The man dragged her inside once again.

Evelyn winced in pain and instinctively reached out to scratch his hand, which was immediately marked with several bloody scratches.

He got furious, threw Evelyn backward and slapped her hard across the face. "Bitch, you had this coming!"

Evelyn was struck so hard that stars danced before her eyes, and it took her a long time to recover.

In the dim light cast by the streetlamps outside, he gazed at Evelyn's stunningly beautiful face with a sinister smile. "Just behave and it'll be easier on you."

Then, he lunged at her.

"Let me go. I can pay you."

Evelyn was both scared and panicked, but she tried to keep calm on the surface, attempting to negotiate her release with the man.

"Money? No amount of money is as enticing as you, beauty."

was unmoved, laughing lewdly and eagerly leaning down

dodged. The man's lips landed on her cheek, and his foul breath made her stomach churn. Her throat was already hoarse from

spread her legs and pinned her down, making her immobile. His eyes were full of lust.

rip, he tore open the clothes inside her

But no matter how hard she

her like

face was filled

was about to enter her, Evelyn suddenly felt lighter. Charles had kicked the man on top of her,

pained grunt, fell heavily to the ground, and coughed up blood. With just one kick, he was

intimidating aura, took a few large strides towards the man. He easily lifted the man, delivering punch after punch, each blow

brink of death and tossed aside

dazed. The scene reminded her

foster mother and the Jenkins

as her own granddaughter, even more so than her

as a frail and skinny child, Evelyn had been nurtured