The Day Our Promise Breaks

Standing outside the gate, she peered through the iron bars at the scene unfolding within.

Inside, Charles and Dahlia had just returned from a gala. Amidst the rain, Charles sheltered Dahlia as they reached the doorway.

Dahlia stepped out from Charles' embrace, tiptoeing to brush the raindrops from his shoulders. Charles gazed down at her with a tender look, his eyes full of indulgence.

Watching this scene felt like a bucket of ice water was dumped over Evelyn's head, chilling her to the bone.

Memories surged forward.

Charles always showed unfounded favoritism and trust towards Dahlia. Even now, he wouldn't have believed her if she had laid the evidence before Charles. Not to mention, the only witness was gone.

If she accused Dahlia of causing Charlie's death, Charles would only think she was insane.

Evelyn laughed bitterly, her eyes filled with sadness. She was powerless against Dahlia at this moment.

The rain intensified. Evelyn turned away with difficulty, her departure marked by despair.

The journey back was torturous. Each step felt as though she was treading on sharp blades. The pain was piercing to the bone.

Charlie...

but she's completely unable to retaliate against the murderer.

her vision. With each step growing heavier, the world around her

strength failed, and she

and Brooks,

a few strides, refusing the driver's offer to carry her, and lifted her from the ground himself, heading towards his

...

Evelyn slowly opened her eyes, meeting

It was Brooks.

nothing, yet his eyes

at Brooks and managed a weak smile. Her voice was hoarse

at her, his tone gentle. "No need to be so formal with

bed, reaching for her phone

hundred thousand back to Brooks, then got out of bed and bowed deeply to him. "Mr. Brooks, I'm very grateful for your help,

raised hand fell back to his side. His voice returned to its usual coolness as he responded softly, "No

turned

room closed did Evelyn slowly stand. She stared

could not

Evelyn