Chapter 282

With words that cut deeper than the knife in her hand, Evelyn drove the blade through Charles's stomach, leaving only the handle in her grasp. Her eyes brimmed with despair and unbearable heartache. Heartache for her Charlie. Imagining Charlie, even in the afterlife, discovering that her beloved father was the cause of her demise was gut-wrenching.

Evelyn's heart twisted painfully, tears streaming down her face. She looked up at Charles, his face pale and contorted with pain, and with tears flowing, she cried out, "Charles, how could you betray Charlie's love for you like this?!"

When Dahlia had hinted at Charles's involvement, Evelyn had hoped it was a cruel lie, a manipulation aimed to provoke her. Dahlia's phone call, taunting her with Charlie's ashes, and those wicked words that followed had been too much. Evelyn knew, deep down, that Dahlia was playing on her severe depression, pushing her towards the brink.

It was a calculated move to shatter her resolve, to drive her to despair. Her illness, once triggered, would spiral out of control, drowning her in a sea of negativity. It was an assault, almost enough to break her.

clutched to her chest, Evelyn reminded herself not to crumble, not to let Dahlia win. If she gave in, if she took her own life, Dahlia, the one responsible for Charlie's death, would walk free. There would be no justice for

Even if it meant her own end, she would drag the one responsible for Charlie's death down with her. Otherwise, how could

pushed Dahlia off a cliff and found her way to Charles, hoping against hope that Dahlia's words were lies. She couldn't bear for Charlie to have faced such a brutal truth, even in death. It was a cruelty too great for her sweet

fault, Charlie." Charles

cold sweat from the pain. He

discovered his indirect

him But he hadn't

Listening to Evelyn's

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