The Day Our Promise Breaks

Evelyn lifted her leg and kicked Charles hard on the shin.

Charles was caught off guard. The pain made him gasp, involuntarily stepping back.

Evelyn pushed him hard, sending Charles tumbling onto the toilet seat. Seizing the moment, she pulled open the bathroom door and quickly left.

Charles emerged from the stall shortly after. Standing at the door, his gaze on Evelyn's retreating figure was like that of a hunter eyeing his prey, wishing he could devour her then and there.

Not far away, Dahlia stood hidden behind some greenery. Her hands were clenched tightly.

Whether it was five years ago or five years from now, everyone knew Charles loved Dahlia because he showered her with endless favoritism.

However, he had never looked at Dahlia with such intensity.

...

When Evelyn returned, dinner had already been served for a while. Brooks hadn't started eating and was waiting for her.

"Mr. Brooks, I'm sorry," Evelyn apologized.

"It's okay." Brooks' gaze lingered on Evelyn's swollen lips for a second before he looked away.

Evelyn, trying to hide her embarrassment, lowered her head as she ate, her ears turning red. She had fixed her clothes on the way back, but the swollen lips, clearly kissed by Charles, were unmistakable to the discerning eye. By the time dinner was finished, it was almost 10 PM.

Brooks was paying the bill when he said to Evelyn, "Let me give you a ride."

"Thank you, Mr. Brooks."

Evelyn didn't refuse and waited aside for him. Suddenly, a forceful grip seized Evelyn's wrist, pulling her away from Brooks and into a familiar chest.

Charles gripped Evelyn's waist tightly, pressing her against him as he coldly addressed Brooks, "She's my woman. I'll take care of her myself. Mr. Brooks, you need not trouble yourself."

this, Charles forcibly led Evelyn

hand to intervene but silently let it fall back to his side. He knew of Evelyn and Charles'

Evelyn's love for

away from Brooks. She tried to

his grip tightening

in pain, her grip turning fiercer, but Charles' hand was like a vice, firmly imprisoning her against him. No matter how much she pinched or pulled, he wouldn't

and found Charles gone, so she

as he was about to drag Evelyn away, Dahlia thought of the scene she witnessed outside the restroom, and felt

swayed, appearing

shifting to Dahlia. He noticed her pale complexion and her collapsing figure, quickly let go of Evelyn's hand, and caught Dahlia before she

arms. Charles immediately lifted

who had been struggling violentl, she was thrown off

landed on the

pain made Evelyn cry

"Ms. Evelyn..."

so fast. Brooks wanted to help but couldn't do it in time. He watched as Evelyn

with fear. She stared at her blood-covered hand, her voice trembling

be okay. I'll take you to the hospital." Brooks moved to help her

She had promised Charlie she would become a great designer. Her hand couldn't be

lifted her in his arms and quickly headed to

...

The doctor carefully examined

and then said, "Don't worry, the nerves are not damaged. You can be at ease. Stay overnight for observation, and

had been

the hospital admission procedures, and

dimming the ward's lights

The ward door closed.