The Day Our Promise Breaks

Getting out of here wasn't as easy as Dahlia had thought.

"Charles..." Dahlia's voice was filled with pitiful sobs. With a loud clang, the door slammed shut.

At that moment, Evelyn looked up, meeting Charles' blazing fury without a hint of fear. Instead, she let out a cold laugh, challenging him. "And why on earth shouldn't I?"

"Ms. Evelyn, Mr. Jenkins just managed to clear your name from those murder charges last night. You really shouldn't be..." Sensing the tension between them, Aiden stepped in and spoke softly. His words hinted at Charles' efforts the previous night. Charles kept her locked to protect her.

"So, I should be grateful, huh?" Evelyn's voice dripped with sarcasm as memories of the previous night's ordeal in the basement flooded back. None of this was her doing. She was innocent. Why would she need his protection?

If Charles had shown even a shred of fairness and a bit of trust instead of jumping to conclusions, Evelyn wouldn't have been dragged to the police station. Nor would he have used her deepest fears against her as punishment just to force her to reflect and confess. Aiden wanted to say yes, but Evelyn's tone and expression were anything but thankful towards Mr. Jenkins. He found himself at a loss for words.

by Evelyn's lack of gratitude. She always took a mile whenever given an inch. Now that his grandmother was back, Evelyn was even more defiant. As soon

as icy as a

them to obey Evelyn. But this was Charles, the head of the Jenkins family. The intensity of his presence made

ground, unfazed by Charles'

"Evelyn, you've become completely

reckless now that grandma's

In

on Charles temples bulged with anger. He strode forward, grabbed Evelyn's wrist, yanked

couldn't withstand Charles' force and was flung like

The bodyguards were shocked, rushing

his beloved Dahlia out. Evelyn remembered how he had locked her up without