The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 217 Dahlia's voice was shaky with fear. This wasn't just for show; she was genuinely terrified. Never in her wildest dreams did she think Evelyn would track her down to Greenrose tonight. Was Evelyn really planning to end her as some twisted tribute for Charlie's wrongdoings?

Dahlia instinctively reached out for Charles' protection. But Charles' focus was elsewhere. He was staring at Evelyn, who was covered in blood. His eyes were wide with shock. For a moment, he completely forgot about Évelyn hurting Dahlia. All he could think about was why Evelyn was drenched in blood. Why did she look so pale? Was she hurt?

As these thoughts raced through his mind, his instincts kicked in faster than his rationale. He gently but firmly moved Dahlia aside and hurried toward Evelyn. Dahlia's eyes glimmered with smug satisfaction. Charles was rushing to defend her and confront Evelyn.

But then...

In the next moment, she heard Charles' voice laced with concern. "Where are you hurt?" The warmth in his tone chilled Dahlia's heart.

His first instinct wasn't to stand up for her but to worry about Evelyn! How could he?

On the other hand, Evelyn couldn't care less about Charles' concern. She didn't even spare him a glance. When he blocked her path, she pushed him aside without hesitation and snapped, "Get out of my way!" She was a force of nature, determined and unstoppable as if nothing-not even a king-could prevent her from confronting Dahlia today.

where are you hurt?" His words were heavy with worry. He scanned her from head to toe, noting that there weren't any visible tears in her

stunned by Evelyn's fierce demeanor. He finally snapped to attention and approached her.

slightly as she responded to Dr. Nelson, "I'm not hurt, Dr. Nelson. You don't need to worry. The

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suddenly cried out, interrupting

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fall back, hitting her, injured forehead. Blood started trickling again, and

slightly as he was distracted. Evelyn seized the moment to break free and lunged at Dahlia. As she moved past the coffee table, she grabbed a fruit knife and