The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 292

Charles finally noticed Dahlia sitting in a wheelchair, his voice laced with concern as he asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said I'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life," Dahlia replied, her voice trembling with fear. Even though she knew Charles would move heaven and earth to find a specialist, the fear gnawed at her. What if there was no cure? Was she doomed to spend her life in a wheelchair?

"No way, I won't let that happen," Charles reassured her softly, gently wiping away her tears. He had vowed to protect her as long as he was around, to keep her safe from any more suffering.

"Charles, I trust you. I know you won't let anything happen to me," Dahlia said, feeling the warmth of his promise slowly lift her heart from the depths of despair. She held tightly onto his hand, and Charles didn't pull away.

Fighting back tears, she continued, "Charles, I know Charlie is gone, and I can’t make it up to her anymore. But every first and fifteenth of the month, I’ll light a candle and say a prayer for her happiness in the next life. I'll keep doing good deeds, accumulating blessings in her name. Whatever I can do for Charlie, I will."

"Please, don’t try to make things right with Evelyn by sacrificing yourself. I can’t bear to lose you."

"You promised me you'd marry me, only me." Dahlia pressed his hand to her cheek, her eyes filled with tears, full of pleading. Since last night, Charles's sudden decision had left her feeling unsettled. She desperately needed his reassurance.

Yet, Charles stayed silent. His silence said it all, hinting that he still intended to make amends to Evelyn by being with her. What did all her efforts mean then? Frustration welled up inside Dahlia.