The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 348

After waiting a bit, Wesley still hadn't shown up. Dahlia's face soured as she carefully slid herself into the wheelchair by the bed. She rolled out into the hallway, and sure enough, noticed Sandy's door was slightly open. Wesley had come here not just to check on Sandy first, but he'd been there for a good while. Dahlia felt a sting of irritation at not being his top priority.

With a chilly look, she wheeled into the room and snapped, "Wesley!" Whenever Wesley visited, Dahlia made sure Sandy drank milk spiked with a sleeping pill. This way, Sandy would sleep through the night, undisturbed by any noise or activity, and remain clueless about Dahlia's relationship with Wesley.

entirely on Sandy. Dahlia's mood turned frosty. Without her, Sandy wouldn't even be here. Sandy was simply a bargaining chip to keep Wesley in line; there was no way she'd let that chip

talking to you! Can't you hear me? Am

exploded in a high-pitched scream, "Wesley, how dare you hit me?" To her, Wesley had always been little more than a sycophant. Where did

bed and hurled it at Wesley. He noticed the redness on her cheek. Even though he hadn't hit her with full force, her pale skin showed a clear mark where his hand had landed. The sight made

an adult, he'd been smitten. When she came of age, she chose to be with him and even carried his child. He wasn't capable enough and had to depend on her to get close to Charles. Knowing she endured hardships for