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?"

the earlier scene lingered. Evelyn didn't insist any further.

as she got in, she heard a scoff. Evelyn paused as she was buckling her seatbelt. She was about to get out, but the car suddenly started moving. She was unsteady,

police station wasn't far from

the car stopped. Evelyn

home, she collapsed on the

a while before getting up and going

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

lingered in her mind. Every time she closed her eyes,

and walked to the dining table. The bottle of wine Adam had bought

was good for soothing nerves, allowing her a good night's sleep. She opened the bottle and

glasses, Evelyn felt the alcohol hit her. She wasn't a strong drinker, and after three glasses, she was noticeably tipsy. Her thoughts became muddled. While she was still slightly conscious, Evelyn pushed herself up from the table and staggered toward the

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

It was Charles.

dizzy. The room was spinning, and even Charles appeared as several overlapping

her vision. Instead, she made herself stagger and fall forward

his arms around

now drunk and without her usual sharpness. She was unexpectedly docile. She leaned softly against Charles, her breath carrying a rich red wine

apple bobbed as a hint

shifted and whimpered softly against the back of the sofa, her loose nightgown twisting. With just one look, Charles'

a "thud" as Charles gripped Evelyn's chin and leaned down to

kisses were intense

she got drunk, her brain