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?"

go home and rest," Sandy replied sweetly, then asked with

gently blew on Dahlia's bandaged wrist,

she turned to the caregiver. "Go bu me breakfast from Smith's Deli-make sure

at least a thirty-minute round

take good care of

did offer

go buy it," Dahlia insisted, her

instructions, the caregiver didn't argue further and left to

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

looked at Dahlia, cautiously

icy. She raised her uninjured hand but stopped short of slapping Sandy, worried that Charles might

couldn't suppress her anger. Frustrated, she shoved Sandy off the small stool. Among

only succeeded in one thing, maybe Dahlia wouldn't have been pushed to the brink by Wesley and Evelyn.

Sandy wasn't still useful, she might have

made her head hit the

from the floor, wiping her

sorry. It's Sandy's fault. You can punish me however you want,

Dahlia got angry and punished her, she'd tell Sandy

she needed to accept her punishment obediently. As long as it

place, and she felt a wave of dizziness. Exhausted from blood loss, she had little strength, but her gaze remained icy