The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 533

At Wesley's words, Charles reacted instantly.

He shot to his feet, eyes wide with fury, and lunged at Charles with clenched fists.

"Charles, how dare you curse my daughter!"

But Charles caught Wesley's fist mid-air, twisted his arm behind his back, and slammed him down onto the polished meeting table.

He said nothing—just shoved the doctor's death certificate in front of Wesley's face.

Wesley's struggles froze as his eyes landed on the name.

His pupils contracted violently, lips trembling, eyes quickly filling with tears.

Charles let go.

With shaking hands, Wesley snatched up the death certificate.

Name: Sandy.

Cause of death: Multiple organ failure due to infection.

No.

No, it couldn't be!

Sandy had just visited him yesterday, calling him "Dad" over and over.

Even though he knew she only called him "Dad" because she wanted his help with Dahlia, he'd felt an irrepressible joy every time she said it—a surge of happiness that made his heart soar.

He would have given her his life.

And now, Charles was standing here telling him that the daughter who was so full

of life just yesterday had suddenly died from multiple organ failure.

He couldn't believe it.

Wesley tore the death certificate in two and hurled the pieces to the floor.

eyes blazed as he stared at Charles. "Charles, it's all fake, isn't it? You forged the certificate. Sandy isn't

That's why you're pretending Sandy died because of her, so I'll hand over

look said he was sure he'd seen through Charles's

him just yesterday, using Sandy as a

Sandy was Wesley's

seeing that Wesley had refused to betray Dahlia, Charles had come today with the news that Sandy was dead-and that Dahlia had killed her- hoping to turn Wesley's pain into hatred and get

any sign of guilt, any evidence of a

But he found nothing.

in Wesley's

down, he

Charles was

really

of reality, desperate to believe this was all a cruel trick that his daughter was still

His only child-gone.

he

If he hadn't been bracing himself against the table, he'd have

him with a calm, almost cold

reached for the tablet he'd brought, unlocked it, and

fear—he already knew what the video

ward off the truth by staying away. But he couldn't

press play, was like Pandora's box-he knew opening it would mean facing the thing

was his daughter. The girl he'd do anything

With trembling hands, Wesley

There were two clips.

camera

image on the screen nearly broke

the tablet,

ghostly pale, her breathing shallow

expression twisted with pain.

I feel so awful... Please,

to

just glared down at

low and threatening.

If you can't make your father forgive

was at

a stark white bed,

was