The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 387

Last night, she once again saw just how much Charles favored and loved Dahlia. Before, she thought that even though Charles had an unconditional soft spot for Dahlia, he was still a man of principles. If Dahlia ever crossed the legal line, she was sure he wouldn't cover for her. But after last night, she wasn't so sure anymore.

As Evelyn got closer to uncovering the truth, she became more anxious about unexpected surprises. Ever since she found out that Dahlia was behind Charlie's death, Evelyn had been on a relentless quest for justice. The journey had been littered with disappointments, mostly because of Charles. This man wasn't someone she could rely on. But she had no choice.

Her only hope was to bank on the genuine affection Charles seemed to have for Charlie. So, before heading to the hospital, Evelyn locked eyes with Charles and said, “Charles, if you have even a shred of fatherly love for Charlie, if you truly feel you owe her, then when Wesley shows the evidence proving Dahlia hired someone to kill, don't get involved. Let Dahlia face the justice she deserves!”

“Alright,” Charles replied.

He understood why Evelyn might see him that way—it was because, seven years ago, he'd been quick to judge, which ended up hurting both her and Charlie repeatedly. He couldn't defend what he'd done. He had indeed been biased and lost his sense of fairness in many situations. But things were different now.

“Eve, if what Wesley says is true, I won't just stay out of it; I won't let Dahlia get away with it.” Two years ago, when he found out that Charlie's organ donation was linked to Dahlia, he forgave her because it wasn't on purpose. She was just too in love with Sandy and selfishly chose him, which unintentionally led to Charlie's tragic death on the operating table. She was wrong, but it was somewhat understandable. However, if it was intentional, she couldn't be forgiven.

The elevator reached Dahlia’s floor, and Evelyn pushed the door open. Inside, Sandy was nowhere to be seen; only Dahlia was lying in the hospital bed. Seeing Evelyn walk in without knocking, Dahlia’s expression changed instantly, filled with grief and anger. “Evelyn, what more do you want from me? Do you really want to drive me to my death before you’re satisfied?” she shouted.

Evelyn didn’t respond, her eyes scanning the room but not spotting Wesley. Taking out her phone, she was about to call him when Charles walked in. Seeing Charles, Dahlia’s eyes filled with tears. “Charles, Evelyn is going too far. Last night she almost drove me to death, and now she’s barging into my room. I don’t know anything about what Wesley said. It’s all Evelyn and Wesley framing me. She just wants me dead.”

Evelyn didn’t argue, already dialing Wesley’s number. The phone rang from the doorway of the hospital room. Wesley had arrived. The three people in the room turned their attention to the door as Wesley pushed it open and walked in.