The Day Our Promise Breaks

At that moment, she looked into his eyes, which reflected her own image. Summoning her courage, she walked over. She kicked the bullies a few times. Her legs were still shaky, making her kicks feeble and ineffective. Charles let out a soft scoff, "You're utterly useless." As his words fell, he lifted his foot and stomped down hard on the waist of the bully, who attempted to assault her.

Charles incapacitated him completely.

In that instant, Evelyn could clearly hear her heart pounding, like it was about to leap out of her chest. Her heart had just begun to awaken to love, and now she harbored a secret. A secret about Charles.

Once upon a time, Charles had been so good to her, but all that changed after Dahlia appeared.

Evelyn forcefully closed her eyes, pushing down the tumultuous emotions inside her.

When she opened her eyes again, she was calm. She leaned against the wall, struggling to stand up.

Limping step by step, she moved closer to the man, raising her leg with all her remaining strength. She wanted to stomp down hard on the man's waist as payback for harassing her.

Amidst his agonized screams, her legs gave out, and her body slumped. This time, she did not fall to the ground because an arm encircled her waist from behind, pulling her into an embrace and lifting her off her feet.

At that moment, Evelyn was too weak to struggle. Charles carried her to his car parked by the roadside. Standing by the car, he called the police.

The police arrived quickly. After giving her statement, Evelyn left the police station at nearly midnight.

She was about to call a taxi when Charles' car stopped in front of her. His cool, indifferent voice reached her. "Get in."

"No, thank you." Evelyn didn't move.

Charles' expression darkened. "What, wasn't what happened earlier enough for you? Do you want to experience it again?"

aftereffects of the earlier scene lingered. Evelyn didn't insist any further. She put away her phone,

paused as she was buckling her seatbelt. She was about to get out, but the car suddenly started moving. She was unsteady, so

police station wasn't

the car stopped. Evelyn got out

home, she collapsed on

before getting up and going

in bed. As her nerves relaxed, her mind was filled with the scenes from

lingered in her

The bottle of wine Adam had bought to celebrate

sleep. She opened the bottle and

she was noticeably tipsy.

steps when she heard the door open. Instinctively, she turned her head and saw a figure at the door, holding

It was Charles.

The room was spinning, and even Charles appeared as several overlapping images before

trying to clear her vision. Instead, she made herself stagger and fall

his arms

her usual sharpness. She was unexpectedly docile. She leaned softly against Charles, her breath carrying a rich red wine aroma mixed with a faint scent of her own.

a hint of desire tinted

twisting. With just one look, Charles' breath hitched, a dark light flashing in his eyes. His gaze towards Evelyn

to the floor with a "thud" as Charles gripped Evelyn's

were

chaotic under his assault. When she got drunk, her