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?"

further. She put

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

wasn't far from Maple

the car stopped. Evelyn got out and went upstairs without

she collapsed

lay there for a while before getting up and going to the bedroom to take a

up and lay in bed. As her nerves relaxed, her mind was

inescapable and lingered in her mind. Every time she closed her eyes, that scene would

The bottle of wine

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

strong drinker, and after three glasses, she was noticeably tipsy. Her thoughts became muddled. While she was

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

It was Charles.

her mouth to ask him to leave but was too dizzy. The room was spinning, and

clear her vision. Instead, she made herself stagger

his arms

softly against Charles, her breath carrying a rich red wine aroma mixed with a faint

a

the sofa, her loose nightgown twisting. With just one look, Charles' breath hitched, a

bag from the pharmacy dropped to the floor with a "thud"

were

her brain ceased to