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.

got things to handle." He stood

...

for Evelyn. She sent all the kitchen staff away on various errands,

prepared. It wasn't

willing to serve the whole

her cook, they'd better

face, she tied on an apron and began preparing the

from outside, and a burning hot body pressed up

countertop, his deep, husky voice in her ear. "What were you

was scorching. Evelyn shrank her neck from the heat, her hands on the countertop involuntarily

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

did not find Charles in the upstairs study. She came downstairs and asked the

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

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

Those eyes

it was as if