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.

things to handle." He stood and walked

...

things difficult for Evelyn. She sent all

prepared. It wasn't her first

serve the

If they made her cook,

on an apron and

large hand opened the kitchen door from outside, and a burning hot body

deep, husky voice in

from the heat, her hands on

against Charles' chest. She was about to push him away, when Dahlia's voice

but did not find Charles in the

chest, hooking around his neck. Her body leaned back slightly,

before when her love for him showed in her eyes. Her rosy lips slightly parted as she saidol was

sense. Those eyes were innocent yet had a unique

was as if