The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 357

"He didn't just hurt me; he tried to drag my name through the mud too."

"I'm taking him to court. I want him locked up for good. Charles, you've got to help me put him away. He's the one who destroyed me, us, and made me suffer all these years."

"I can't stand to see him again. I don't want Sandy to learn her dad's a criminal. Please, Charles, help me."

Dahlia was in pieces, tears streaming down her face as she looked at Charles, desperate for his support.

She needed to make sure Wesley, this human ticking bomb, was thrown back into jail.

So he couldn't keep haunting her.

She had been nervous about telling Charles that Wesley knew her, worried he'd suspect her involvement in that car accident two years back.

But now, she felt no fear.

A rapist claiming to like her might do something extreme.

She loathed Wesley; there was zero chance she'd ever team up with him.

"I won't let the person who hurt you walk free."

Charles reassured the shattered Dahlia, handing her a tissue from a nearby box.

Thinking of the hurt Dahlia endured seven years ago and the mental anguish since, Charles was set on making Wesley pay before he landed in jail.

Charles was like an avenging angel.

That night, he had spent hours with Evelyn, lost in their wild escapade.

Dahlia only knew she had been violated, the pain too intense for her to recall the details.

He wanted to find the monster who hurt her, but with no leads, the fiend stayed at large.

Now, Wesley was right in front of him.

Charles struck with more force.

Wesley was beaten until he was curled up, unable to utter a word.

"Charles, stop."

Evelyn caught the hint in Charles's voice.

He thought she intentionally allowed Wesley to come and target Dahlia.

To Charles's unfounded accusation, Evelyn felt nothing but amusement, not the old feelings of being wronged or angry.

From a man who was dead to her heart, his opinion meant nothing.

Too tired to explain, she simply shot back coldly, "Get help if you're sick."

Evelyn signaled the bodyguards to help Wesley up, "I'm taking Wesley with me."

"Evelyn, he's a criminal."

Charles's voice was like ice.

"Where's your proof?"

Evelyn replied, her tone just as cold.