The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 155

The words echoed through the years, intertwining the past and present.

"Yes, Dahlia, I promised I'd never let you get hurt again."

That single promise was all Dahlia needed to hear. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she threw herself into Charles' arms. "Charles..."

She sobbed, her voice breaking with emotion. "Thank you for coming!"

Charles, feeling her pain deeply, gently lifted her into his arms. "Don't worry, I'll take you home."

"Okay," she murmured, clinging to his neck. Her face was pressed against his chest, and her body trembled with lingering fear. It was as if she couldn't bear to let go, seeking his comfort all the way back. Charles held her close in the backseat, his voice steady as he instructed the driver to head back to Greenrose.

By the time they reached Greenrose, it was pushing ten.

inside, where the housekeeper, alerted by their arrival, stepped out and greeted them warmly. "Mr. Jenkins, Ms.

leaned down to murmur reassuringly to Dahlia, still nestled in his

still wrapped in her cocoon of insecurity, as if she hadn't heard

housekeeper. "Could you bring some

gently laying her on the bed and tucking her in with care. His voice was soft

to leave, but Dahlia's hand shot out, holding onto his.

down at her. Her eyes, wet with unshed tears, pleaded

me tonight. I'm really scared," she said, her

I close my eyes, the memories come rushing back... I'm

five years, he had remained steadfast, as if marriage itself had bound him. His principles

his resolve, Dahlia had never

seeing Dahlia's fear, Charles was reminded of years ago, and his heart softened. He sat back down beside her. "Alright, I'll

She imagined being close to him, thinking that maybe, just maybe, tonight he'd finally be hers. However, Charles simply sat by the