The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 498

Sandy had sneaked into her dad's office, hoping for a surprise glimpse of him after work.

"Daddy, I'm sorry. Did I worry you?" she sniffled, her little body trembling in Charles's arms.

Charles felt a twinge of guilt as he gently stroked her damp hair. He had let things slide these past weeks. Ever since that day at the hospital, he'd been brushing her off, claiming he was too busy whenever she called.

He hadn't realized how much his avoidance would hurt her. "It's my fault, sweetie.

I shouldn't have let work keep me from spending time with you. How about a warm bath to keep the chill away?" Charles suggested, drying her tears with a towel.

Sandy nodded, loosening her grip around him. Charles stepped out of the lounge, leaving Aiden on the phone with Dahlia. "Ms. Dahlia, we've found Miss Sandy. She's safe in Mr. Jenkins's office."

"No need to come over. Mr. Jenkins has got it covered," Aiden assured her, cutting the call short before she could insist. He then called the receptionist, instructing them to hold Dahlia off if she tried to come up.

Though Charles didn't say anything, his approving glance at Aiden said it all. Aiden continued, "Mr. Jenkins, I've arranged for a fresh set of clothes from the children's store and called Dr. Nelson to check on her."

Charles nodded,

was all cleaned up and in fresh clothes. She sat snuggly next to Charles on the sofa, clutching

check-up. "Good thing she didn't catch a cold. She needs to be careful; she's still

moment Andrew left, she looked up, eyes red-rimmed, and said, "Daddy, I'm really sorry.

pull any more stunts like this." Charles's words were soft

Charles still had work to do and thought about having

seen you in two weeks. Can I stay a bit

disturb you. Please?" Her eyes, still puffy from

Aiden take

promise, Daddy!" Sandy

asked Aiden to bring in Sandy's favorite snacks and drinks, then returned to his work. True to her word, Sandy sat quietly, occasionally glancing at

was evening by the time Charles finished

asked, reaching

want for dinner? Your

everything you choose," Sandy beamed, trying her best to be the perfectly behaved daughter. She knew what Charles