The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 471

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, worn out. She had rushed over as soon as she woke up, and her body was already at its breaking point. Evelyn, worried sick about Josephine, didn't stick around and instead followed her to the hospital. Charles, on the other hand, didn't go with them. He had more pressing matters to deal with.

As the car drove away, Charles turned back toward Dahlia.

"Charles..." she uttered, her voice tinged with desperation. Seeing him come back, with just the two of them left, a flicker of hope sparked in her eyes. The moment Charles crouched down, she burst into tears and lunged toward him. But before she could reach him, he grabbed her by the throat.

His grip was like an iron vise, and Dahlia's eyes widened in terror. As Charles tightened his hold, her breath came in ragged gasps, and she instinctively clawed at his hand, her voice a strangled whisper, "West... Side... Let... Go... I... Can't... Breathe...!"

She looked at Charles, her eyes pleading, trying to show her vulnerability. But Charles was unmoved; instead of easing his grip, he tightened it further, demanding, “Dahlia, tell me, did you deliberately cause Charlie and Grandma's deaths?"

found himself questioning the things Eve had once told him-how Dahlia might have deliberately caused Charlie's death. Was Grandma's death somehow linked to her too? A habitual liar, Dahlia's words were suspect

close to death, human willpower often falters. Charles was

Wasn't... Me... I...

vel

Deep down, Dahlia knew that admitting to anything would be her end. By denying it, even if Charles started to suspect her, he had no proof. Without evidence, he couldn't do anything to her. As long as she was alive,

denial, Charles tightened his grip

coldness radiating from him was terrifying. Dahlia's brain started to fog from lack of oxygen, yet her strong will kept her holding on, her blurred

death, Charles let go. Dahlia collapsed onto the ground, gulping in air, coughing violently. The moment she could breathe freely again, Dahlia knew she had

ice, "Dahlia, you better be telling the truth. If I find

intimidating presence. Yet Dahlia managed to suppress the fear within her, meeting Charles's gaze without flinching. Her eyes were steady, silently proclaiming