The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 384

Charles walked over briskly and took her hand, saying softly, "I'm here."

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"Mommy..."

Sandy was waiting for her mom, but she didn't come back. It was only after she called Charles that she found out Dahlia had been hospitalized. The next morning, instead of going to school, she insisted on visiting Dahlia at the hospital.

Charles arranged for a bodyguard to take Sandy to the hospital. He hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, and when Sandy arrived, he took some time to comfort her.

"Dad, Mommy has me and Auntie here to look after her. You should go home and get some rest," Sandy said, noticing the dark circles under Charles's eyes. Her gentle understanding warmed his heart.

As expected, Charles's expression softened. He gave Sandy a loving pat on the head. "Alright. Call me if you need anything."

"I will, Daddy," Sandy nodded, her obedience endearing.

Charles made sure the caregiver knew to take good care of Dahlia and Sandy before he left the hospital. Not long after, Dahlia woke up.

"Mommy!" Sandy was standing on a stool, carefully dabbing Dahlia's lips with a damp cloth, a technique she had learned from the caregiver, who watched with a proud smile.

Dahlia opened her eyes just then, and seeing her mother awake, Sandy couldn't contain her excitement.

Dahlia didn't respond immediately. She scanned the room, not seeing Charles, and asked hoarsely, "Where's your dad?"

tired, so I told him to go home and rest," Sandy replied sweetly,

on Dahlia's bandaged wrist, her heart aching for her

the caregiver. "Go bu me

at least a thirty-minute

good care of you. I could have

Deli did offer

Dahlia insisted, her voice frail but

the caregiver didn't argue further and left to fetch breakfast from Smith's

demeanor shifted, turning cold. Sandy felt the change. Having been on the receiving end of Dahlia's tempen

at Dahlia, cautiously speaking.

useless brat," Dahlia snapped, her eyes icy. She raised her uninjured hand but stopped short of slapping Sandy, worried that

off the small stool. Among all the people Dahlia resented, Sandy was

to the brink by Wesley and Evelyn. The thought filled her with bitterness. All

Sandy wasn't still useful,

balance and fell with a thud. The stool wasn't high, but the impact made her

up from the floor, wiping her tears away,

can punish me however you want,

got angry and punished her, she'd

something wrong. It was all her fault. When she was wrong, she

dizziness. Exhausted from blood loss,