The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 356

When Dahlia heard the question, she looked visibly stunned, her eyes wide as she turned to Charles, her voice trembling with disbelief. "Charles..."

Wesley was caught off guard. He hadn't done anything wrong. Dahlia had always been so careful about everything. No photos, no records—she made sure he deleted their call logs each time they spoke. Even the phone cards they used were anonymous. There was no way to prove Dahlia had called him over. He used to think all this caution was just smart, a way to keep Charles in the dark. After all, Charles was unwittingly raising their daughter.

Dahlia always said she loved him, so Wesley never suspected her motives. But now, Charles was glaring at him, his expression growing colder by the second. Wesley could sense the shift; Charles was starting to doubt Dahlia because of him.

Without warning, Charles kicked Wesley, this time with more force. Wesley spat out blood, his heart aching as he looked at Dahlia, who watched him with a cold, indifferent stare. Did she really not care for him at all? Yet, when she was in his arms, she was so soft, her gaze tender and full of longing. Every time she whispered his name, it was with such intensity. Was it all just an act?

don't have any evidence that Dahlia called me today, but I swear, I'm not lying. Dahlia and

pulled out the paternity test report that Evelyn had given him. It was his proof, showing he and Sandy were indeed father and daughter, something he held onto dearly. Wesley thought that confirming Sandy was his daughter would also confirm

had lied about being assaulted that night to make Charles feel guilty and justify the

ago, the person who had assaulted Dahlia, the one who had shattered her innocence, was himself. He had hurt Dahlia once, and now here he was, threatening to

harder to convince Charles. "Mr. Jenkins, you've got everything-power, wealth. You

insinuation, Charles's anger boiled over. He kicked Wesley hard

leaving him bleeding. Watching Charles defend her so fiercely,

burst of emotion,