The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 528

As soon as she saw Charles, Dahlia immediately brought Sandy's face into the frame, her tears falling uncontrollably as she pleaded into the camera, "Charles, please, I'm begging you save Sandy."

"She's burning up with fever, you know her condition can't take this. If she doesn't get to a hospital soon, things could get much worse."

"Please! For the sake of all the years Sandy called you Dad, I'm begging you- help her."

Dahlia sobbed desperately outside the heavy iron door.

Cradled in her arms, Sandy struggled to open her eyes and looked at Charles through the glass. Her lips trembled as she whispered, "Daddy..."

With effort, she slipped off Dahlia's lap and onto the ground.

Kneeling on the cold porch, she reached out to bang on the iron door, her voice weak and pleading, "Daddy, I feel so awful. Can't you hold me, Daddy... please..."

Sandy's misery was real.

One minute she felt like she was burning alive, the next she was shivering so hard her teeth chattered.

Even bundled up in a thick parka, the cold seeped into her bones.

Her mind was delirious with fever.

But she hadn't forgotten-she needed to win Charles's sympathy.

When Dahlia saw Sandy kneel before the door, she slid from her wheelchair and embraced her daughter, kneeling together in the freezing night. "Charles, blame me for everything, it's my fault I failed to raise Sandy right."

"If you're angry with her, punish her later-just please, save her now."

The winter night air was bone-deep. Kneeling on the icy stone, the chill crept up from their knees.

Sandy shook harder, huddled in Dahlia's arms, shivering uncontrollably.

two of

could see Sandy was genuinely

was that ill, she should be at a hospital,

learning that Dahlia and Sandy had visited the prison earlier that day, Charles had left Eve's place and gone straight to

Wesley hadn't allowed Charles to see anything, no matter

knew immediately: Dahlia was using Sandy again, manipulating Wesley to

daughter sobbing and begging outside, Charles

on any lingering affection he might have for Sandy,

scoffed silently, his lips curling

didn't even

he didn't know how sick Sandy was—at this

did her life or death

chosen to

this, it would

away, ignoring them completely, and retreated to

switched the TV to slideshow mode

out the cries from

countless

...

Sandy finally reached

clouding her vision, she grabbed weakly

her

sleeve,

barely

want to go to the

Dahlia didn't

"Keep begging. If you can't make your father pity

tightening

been this sick before. Usually, even a mild fever

into