The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 279

How could there possibly be any real affection? Charles' current guilt over the little brat was just a fleeting sentiment, a weak bond of blood that couldn't stand the test of time or the arrival of a new child. Once she had kids with him, Charles would be all about them, leaving little Charlie completely forgotten.

"Evelyn, do you totally despise me deep down?"

"Of course you do, how could you not? After all, it was me who deliberately snatched that kidney away from the little brat, causing her to die on the operating table."

"For you, as her mom, the toughest thing must be the 'what if,' right?"

"If I hadn't taken that kidney, your little brat could've pulled through the surgery."

"Such a shame, huh? That little brat died because of me! And you, her mom, claim to love her but are completely powerless against me, her killer!"

Dahlia taunted with a nasty grin, her words dripping with arrogance.

"Dahlia, what goes around comes around. You'll face your reckoning one day!" Evelyn bit her lip hard, blood trickling down, yet she felt no pain. She fought to keep her emotions in check, battling her illness, determined not to let Dahlia's words break her.

She hadn't avenged Charlie yet; she couldn't afford to crumble. Brooks always said, "Justice has a long reach." As long as she was alive, there was still a chance to nail Dahlia for her wickedness. One day, Dahlia would pay for her sins. She'd meet a terrible end. Evelyn was sure of it.

"Hahaha, reckoning? What reckoning could possibly come my way?" Dahlia laughed, her expression even more smug. She looked at Evelyn, who was teetering on the edge, her provocations getting harsher.

"Evelyn, are you a kid? Still believing in karma?"

"Don't you know that in this world, with money and power, you can do whatever you want?"