The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 390

Wesley spat out a mouthful of blood. At that moment, he was enduring a pain far beyond what any ordinary person could tolerate. His face was contorted with agony, yet he managed to force out the words, “Mr. Jenkins, there really is no evidence…”

“I just couldn't handle it. I wanted to be with Dahlia so badly that I teamed up with Evelyn, trying to make you misunderstand Dahlia, to turn you against her, so I could be with her…”

Even though Wesley was in such excruciating pain that he could barely speak, he stuck to his story. Charles's eyes were dark and intense, and the pressure from his foot never eased up. Wesley convulsed with the pain, aware that Charles was using this method to pry the truth out of him. But the truth was something he could never reveal. Eventually, Charles lifted his foot.

Wesley was just an average guy; this kind of pain was unbearable for anyone not trained to endure it. If he lied, he wouldn't last. So, it was really Evelyn.

Charles called someone to take Wesley for medical attention. Soon, the hospital room was left with just Dahlia and Charles.

“Charles, you saw it yourself. It was Evelyn who plotted to harm me. I was almost driven to my death by her…” Dahlia sobbed, hoping Charles would step in to protect her and deal with Evelyn.

“What do you want me to do to her?” Charles asked coldly, not moving to comfort Dahlia.

Dahlia realized Charles seemed inclined to protect Evelyn, and she lost her composure, her eyes red as she challenged him, “Are you saying I should pretend none of this ever happened?”

Evelyn almost pushed her to the brink, yet Charles seemed indifferent, ready to let Evelyn off the hook.

“Charles, do I have to actually die at Evelyn's hands before you’ll take action against her?”

Charles wasn’t swayed by Dahlia’s words; his tone remained cold, with a touch of deep, irreparable sorrow as he replied, “Dahlia, you're okay, you're here safe, but Charlie is really gone.”