The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 497

"Sandy, your dad needs some rest. He'll visit you soon. Why don't you head home and get some rest too?" Charles's voice had a chilly edge to it—a subtle warning aimed at Dahlia, urging her not to use Sandy to get closer to him. This was the first time Charles had been so distant with Sandy.

"Daddy..." Sandy felt a jolt of worry and tried to move closer, but Aiden gently stopped her. "Miss Sandy, Mr. Jenkins isn't feeling well and needs his rest. If you truly care for him, you should respect his wishes instead of adding to his stress."

Sandy bit her lip, standing at the hospital room entrance with tears brimming in her eyes, looking hopefully at Charles. But Charles closed his eyes, offering no response. Left with no choice, Sandy turned and walked away, glancing back with every step. Her heart was heavy with worry. Was Daddy really upset with her? If Daddy stopped loving her, would Mommy stop too? What would she do then?

Sandy made her way downstairs to the car parked outside the hospital. She got in, and when Dahlia saw her return alone, she knew Sandy hadn't managed to win over Charles. Her expression turned icy. Though Dahlia hadn't physically lashed out at Sandy in a while, her cold demeanor was even more frightening to the little girl. A physical scolding was just a fleeting pain, but her mom's coldness left Sandy in a state of panic, terrified that Dahlia might stop loving her.

As Dahlia looked at her with those icy eyes, Sandy quickly moved closer and pleaded, "Mommy, don't be disappointed in Sandy. I'll find a way to make Daddy forgive me. Trust me."

"Sandy, don't let Mommy down again. Remember, I only have you, and you're the only one I can count on."

him. You don't want to

sure Daddy and Mommy stay together," Sandy vowed, determined not to let Ms. Evelyn take her father

had just finished a meeting and was deep into work at his desk. A knock came at the door. Without looking up, Charles called out, "Come in." Aiden entered. "Mr. Jenkins, it's Ms. Dahlia on the

of Dahlia, Charles looked up, his gaze cold. He should have known better than to let his feelings for Dahlia turn to bitterness. Aiden knew how Mr. Jenkins felt about Ms. Dahlia, but he also knew Sandy mattered too. Gathering

His face changed immediately. He grabbed his phone, dialing Sandy's smartwatch, but it was

the rain was pouring. By the time Aiden had the

kitten-like voice, "Daddy..." Charles paused, looking

side, wrapping her in his suit jacket and scooping her up. Her hands were like ice blocks, and the chill in them squeezed his

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