The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 312

Chapter 312

Charles's voice, deep and unmistakable, echoed from outside the room.

"Ms. Dahlia and Ms. Evelyn are inside."

The moment the bodyguard finished speaking, Charles's face shifted dramatically. It had been two years since Charlie passed, and Evelyn still hadn't moved on. Her resentment burned bright-for him, sure, but even more so for Dahlia.

Now, with Dahlia bound to a wheelchair, Evelyn had her cornered. Charles's expression grew icier as he made his way to the door. He tried the handle, only to find it locked tight. His face turned even grimmer.

"Evelyn, open up! Calm down and don't hurt Dahlia!"

Dahlia perked up at the sound of Charles defending her. Her eyes gleamed as she shot Evelyn a vicious glare, wordlessly declaring: Evelyn, you've had it now.

rattled, flinched. But then she realized Evelyn wasn't going for another hit-she was loosening the ties

sneering,

to face Charles's wrath. No sooner had she spat her insult than Evelyn

kick, real fear gripped her. Pride be damned; she just needed to dodge Evelyn's blows before Charles intervened-it

toward

back,

animal, toward the door, pleading for Charles. Just as Dahlia made it to the

in

crawling, lifting her tear-streaked

distinct marks, were flushed an unnatural red-clear evidence of abuse. He

as his hands

it hurts. I'm sore

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