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.

already rattled, flinched. But then she realized Evelyn wasn't going

cloth off her mouth, sneering,

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

her legs useless. Seeing Evelyn gearing up for another kick, real fear gripped her. Pride

her arms, she scrabbled toward the door, calling

stood back,

door, pleading for Charles. Just as Dahlia

in

lifting her tear-streaked face

widened in shock at her state. Her cheeks, though free of distinct marks, were flushed an

winced as his hands

gentle, it hurts. I'm sore

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