The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 502

She said with such sadness, "Why doesn't Dad believe me?"

Seriously!

She was his own flesh and blood, yet he was completely taken in by Sandy's lies, ignoring everything Charlie tried to explain. It never crossed his mind that Sandy might not be telling the truth. Charles couldn't even begin to imagine how many lies Sandy had spun over the years, and how much had been hidden under the guise of his trust in her.

"Dad..."

Sandy was genuinely panicked, her face stinging from the slap. It wasn't even a hard slap, especially compared to the ones her mom used to give. But to Sandy, this one hurt the most-right in her heart. This was her dad, the one who doted on her, who could hardly bring himself to scold her. Yet, here he was, hitting her because of Charlie.

Today, he chose to be with Charlie on her birthday, and now this. She didn't blame her dad, though. All her resentment was aimed squarely at Charlie. She was consumed with jealousy, regretting not locking the door, which allowed her dad to discover her secret.

gone unnoticed by her dad. If only she had thought to lock up, she could've kept it hidden. But now, her dad knew, and he was furious. She needed to find a

she could find a way to calm her dad down, all she could do was cry

I don't have a daughter like you!" Charles's voice was cold, devoid of any warmth. What he'd seen and heard made all those years of loving Sandy feel like a

that you'd never leave me!" Sandy cried, realizing that Charles was cutting her off. Without him as her

pierced through her, making her sob even harder. She wanted to say yes, but the words wouldn't come

woken Dahlia. Already upset with Charles for breaking his promise, she was now seething with resentment toward Sandy. The noise in the middle of

Charles's voice, she paused. Listening for a moment, she realized what was happening and cursed Sandy in her mind-calling her a useless troublemaker. Dahlia knew her only chance with Charles hinged on Sandy. She couldn't let him

herself at Charles's legs. "Charles, you've got it wrong about Sandy! she cried, seizing the moment to

She doesn't know better-it's

If you

to be as good as you. She's only seven, a blank slate. You can shape