The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 530

She could fool around with Wesley behind Charles's back, but under no circumstances could she risk getting pregnant.

If she got pregnant, and Charles hadn't touched her, there'd be no way to hide what happened with Wesley.

So, this baby simply couldn't be kept.

But Wesley found out. He usually did whatever she wanted, but on this-he put his foot down, hard. He was adamant: she had to keep the baby.

She didn't dare go head-to-head with Wesley. If she really pushed him, he'd blow everything up, drag her down with him, and tell Charles everything. That would be the end of her.

So, she could only play along, promising Wesley she'd have the baby.

She couldn't get rid of it.

But she couldn't let Charles find out, either.

The only solution was to get Charles to sleep with her-make the baby his.

Once that idea took hold, Dahlia began plotting for their anniversary. She set the scene, planned every detail, determined to make Charles hers.

But things didn't work out. In the end, it was Evelyn who got lucky.

Left with no other option, Dahlia pretended she'd been assaulted, giving her unborn child a "legitimate" explanation.

All for the sake of Sandy.

Dahlia had worried herself sick over this, especially since this wasn't the child she'd wanted.

What she truly longed for was Charles's baby.

Deep down, Dahlia resented Sandy. If it hadn't been for her, Dahlia never would have done something so reckless on her nineteenth birthday never would have tried to drug Charles.

If not for that, Charles would never have slept with Evelyn.

Evelyn wouldn't have gotten pregnant with Charlie, that wretched brat, and stolen the one thing Dahlia wanted most.

all traced back

should have

birth... and through Sandy's seventh year.

Sandy would just

now, she was truly afraid Sandy might

night dragged on as doctors fought to save

heavy hospital door swung open. Dahlia rushed forward. "How is my daughter?

looked up at the doctor, her

sorry. We did everything we

tone

night, but nothing

was nothing more

everything we could"-which meant

She lost control, grabbing the doctor's white coat, her voice ragged and furious. "What kind of

if anything happens to my daughter, I'll make

in there and keep treating her! Do you hear me? Go! There

clung to the doctor's

doctor finally snapped,

you'd

do you

miracle workers?"

minutes earlier, maybe

healers, not

there was any hope, they would

was furious-she could have been saved, if not for her

He shoved Dahlia away.

"Useless!" Dahlia spat.

the doctor was

phone, ready to

finger hovered over the screen-then she remembered: Charles had

said, "Go

ignored her, thrusting out a hand. "Let me borrow your phone-I need to

nurse had