The Day Our Promise Breaks

Charles' breath hitched. The look in his eyes darkened as he gazed at Evelyn. Across from them, Dahlia's teeth were nearly grinding to dust. What a bitch...

"Who said you can sit down? Go make dinner already." Carmen's voice was cold and unyielding.

"Of course, Carmen." Evelyn slowly stood up, and before doing so, she released Charles' hand, her fingers trailing down his spine.

A tingling sensation spread through him, causing Charles' breath to hitch and his body to tense.

"Aunt Carmen, I'll go help too." Dahlia made a show of standing up.

Sena grabbed her. "Dahlia, there's no need for you to go. That's a servant's job. You're going to be the future Mrs. Jenkins. We can't have you doing such things, right, Charles?" "Uh-huh." Charles' gaze unnoticeably followed Evelyn, his response distracted.

Evelyn had just reached the kitchen door when she heard Charles' words. She paused for a moment, then continued on.

"Dahlia, let me take you and Sandy for a walk in the garden." Sena took Dahlia and Sandy by the hand.

"Charles, coming?" Dahlia asked.

handle."

...

deliberately made things difficult for Evelyn. She sent all the kitchen

prepared. It wasn't her first

to serve the whole family for Charles'

they made her cook, they'd better prepare

on an apron and began

kitchen door from outside, and a burning hot body pressed

against the countertop, his deep, husky voice in

shrank her neck from the heat,

around, pushing against Charles' chest. She was about to push

had returned but did not find Charles in the upstairs study.

Her hands slid slowly up his chest, hooking around his neck. Her body leaned back slightly, and her gaze locked

him showed in her eyes. Her rosy lips slightly parted as she

beauty in every sense. Those eyes were innocent yet had

it was