The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 185

At that moment, Patrick, with a frosty demeanor, tossed Sandy in front of Dahlia. "Sandy," he said.

Dahlia gasped, quickly wrapping Sandy in a protective embrace. Her face was etched with worry. "Are you alright? Let me see, sweetheart."

She rolled up Sandy's sleeve, revealing bruises on her arm from Patrick's grip. Seeing this, Dahlia's eyes welled up, and her lips trembled as silent tears spilled down her cheeks. Without a word, she managed to convey everything she wanted Charles to understand. Patrick surveyed Dahlia and Sandy, his voice dripping with disdain. "Take your little bastard and leave. Don't tarnish the Jenkins family name."

"Charles..." Dahlia clung to Sandy, her face full of sorrow, tears cascading down her cheeks as she looked at Charles through misty eyes.

Sandy, nestled in Dahlia's arms, was sobbing, her head shaking like a bobblehead. "Sandy isn't a bastard! She's not!"

The pain in Charles' eyes grew deeper, and he moved towards Dahlia and Sandy.

Evelyn, witnessing the scene, felt her anger bubbling over. Since Dahlia and Sandy had returned, similar scenarios had unfolded multiple times. Each time, Charles chose to side with them over her and Charlie.

Dahlia and her manipulative daughter. He refused to even

up from the floor and blocked Charles' path, forcing him

exclaimed, "Charles,

she discreetly pinched Sandy's waist. This wasn't

and sorrow. "Daddy said I'm his most loved daughter. Ms.

"most loved daughter" hit Evelyn hard, and tears threatened to spill. She didn't argue with a five-year-old over something so complex. Instead, she directed her focus back to Charles. "Charles, are

shift

expression, Evelyn's eyes grew

on the

for Charlie, she took a

to calm

me and think I'm framing Dahlia and her daughter, you can take Sandy