The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 455

Adam changed into sterile scrubs and lay down on the operating table. As the anesthesia kicked in, he slowly closed his eyes, drifting off into a deep unconsciousness.

Outside the operating room, Dahlia, tears streaming down her face, threw herself into Charles's arms, her voice shaky. "Charles, thank goodness you're here."

Charles was caught in a whirlwind of emotions. Saving Sandy was a relief, but the thought of Evelyn dampened any joy he might have felt. He gently moved Dahlia aside, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and headed to the emergency exit to light up.

Dahlia didn't follow. She stayed near the operating room door, the glow of the red light reflecting her growing smile.

In the stairwell, Charles had barely taken a few puffs when his phone rang. He wasn't in the mood to talk, but the caller ID caught his attention. Whatever was said on the other end brought a spark to his eyes. He stubbed out the cigarette and strode off with purpose.

"Charles, where are you going?" Dahlia called after him.

He didn't answer, simply walking away. Dahlia, too absorbed in her own plans, wasn't bothered. She was eager for the surgery to succeed so she could rile up Evelyn.

Meanwhile, Evelyn woke with a start, realizing Adam was gone. Charles had taken him. She turned pale, rushing out and heading straight for the hospital where Sandy was.

When she arrived, only Dahlia waited by the operating room. The light was on, signaling the surgery was underway. Her heart sank. She was too late. Evelyn staggered, leaning against the wall for support.

Dahlia, hearing the commotion, turned to Evelyn, barely concealing her

voice low and taunting. "Evelyn, you're too late. Adam's

couldn't stop it. Now, your friend's sacrifice for your daughter benefits

more you hurt, the happier

word, she kicked Dahlia's wheelchair, sending her sprawling. Her focus shifted

off. The surgery was over. A doctor emerged,

Both the donor and patient are fine," the doctor assured

Evelyn exhaled in relief.

out to meet her. "Evelyn, don't

wasn't listening. She snatched

nearby

trolley and stabbed Charet

you monster!" you

over now that Adam was safe. Caught off guard, Charles grimaced as

Jenkins," the

intervene, but Charles waved them off. He knew Evelyn didn't mean real harm; she needed to vent If a few cuts would ease her pain, he'd endure it. The physical pain was nothing to

and slashed at

stop!" Dahlia, having been helped up, tried to intervene

Charles's black shirt stained with blood, the metallic scent thick in

Can we talk now?" Charles asked gently, ignoring his wounds to focus

scalpel and turned to

wheeled out. Evelyn rushed over, only to see an unfamiliar young