The Day Our Promise Breaks

The moment the door swung open, Evelyn was midway through her shower, and her back was to the door as she lathered herself with body wash.

She heard the door and swiftly turned her head. Her eyes met Charles' predatory gaze.

Evelyn's cheeks instantly flamed red. Her ears felt as if they would bleed. She immediately covered herself, turning around with a mix of shame and anger. "Charles, who let you in? Get... get out!" At this moment, she was completely bare, and utterly trapped.

"This is my bathroom."

Charles leaned against the bathroom door, wearing a high-quality dress shirt with the cuffs undone and rolled up, revealing his expensive watch.

He casually began to remove his watch, placing it aside. His gaze, full of aggression, settled on Evelyn.

Her long hair was damp and spread over her shoulders, making her skin glow even more.

The scars on her back were now only faint traces after applying special ointment. It reminded him of the sensation of touching her skin as he applied medicine not long ago.

He loosened his tie to

her chest fluctuated with her emotions as if about to slip from her grasp

even know whether it was due to the room's temperature or the intensity of his gaze. Her toes, bare on

foamy state and hurriedly attempted to grab a towel to cover herself. But before her fingers could touch

"Charles!"

She raised her hand to push Charles

gripped her waist tightly. Charles pinned her against the cold

by the hot water, suddenly came into contact with the cold tiles. The

he kissed her, she tried to squirm away, managing to utter through clenched teeth, "Charles, let me

me, but you can't handle the

not with the

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