The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 185

At that moment, Patrick, with a frosty demeanor, tossed Sandy in front of Dahlia.

"Sandy," he said.

Dahlia gasped, quickly wrapping Sandy in a protective embrace. Her face was etched with worry. "Are you alright? Let me see, sweetheart."

She rolled up Sandy's sleeve, revealing bruises on her arm from Patrick's grip. Seeing this, Dahlia's eyes welled up, and her lips trembled as silent tears spilled down her cheeks. Without a word, she managed to convey everything she wanted Charles to understand.

Patrick surveyed Dahlia and Sandy, his voice dripping with disdain. "Take your little bastard and leave. Don't tarnish the Jenkins family name."

"Charles…" Dahlia clung to Sandy, her face full of sorrow, tears cascading down her cheeks as she looked at Charles through misty eyes.

Sandy, nestled in Dahlia's arms, was sobbing, her head shaking like a bobblehead. "Sandy isn't a bastard! She's not!"

The pain in Charles' eyes grew deeper, and he moved towards Dahlia and Sandy.

Evelyn, witnessing the scene, felt her anger bubbling over. Since Dahlia and Sandy had returned, similar scenarios had unfolded multiple times. Each time, Charles chose to side with them over her and Charlie.

She worried Charles might be swayed again by Dahlia and her manipulative daughter. He refused to even glance at the paternity test report.

So, Evelyn swiftly picked the report up from the floor and blocked Charles’ path, forcing him to confront the truth.

"If you don’t believe me and think I’m framing Dahlia and her daughter, you can take Sandy for a paternity test yourself..."

"No need!" Charles cut her off firmly. "Evelyn, this ends here. Don’t bring it up again! I’ll say it one last time. Sandy is my daughter!"

Hearing Charles' blatant denial, Evelyn couldn't hold back her anger any longer. "Your daughter? It's right here in black and white. Sandy is not your—"

"Evelyn, shut up!" Charles shouted. He looked at Sandy, sobbing as if she might pass out. His expression hardened. He snatched the report from Evelyn’s hand, tore it to shreds, and threw them to the ground.

Evelyn stood there, stunned, her eyes glued to the scattered pieces. Charles heard Sandy’s heart-wrenching cries, turned away from Evelyn, strode over to Dahlia and Sandy, and knelt down beside them.