The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 63

After all, Sena was Rosa’s granddaughter. Rosa didn't continue to make things difficult for her. She had other matters to attend to. With a cold snort, she commanded, "Leave."

Carmen immediately helped Sena up, and they left the chapel.

The door shut from the outside.

Rosa's gaze shifted to Charles, and suddenly, she spoke, "Charles, kneel!"

Charles' knees bent, and he knelt down.

"You promised me you would take good care of Eve. Is this how you take care of her?"

Not only had he failed to take care of Eve, but he also joined Dahlia, that schemer, in bullying Eve.

Those women were horrible, but Charles was even more despicable!

"Madam..." Tony, who was signaled to fetch the whip, tried to persuade her.

Rosa silenced him with a look, her expression cold as she sternly said, "No one is to speak for him."

Evelyn knew that Rosa's words were meant for her. She was afraid Evelyn would take pity on Charles and plead for him.

How could she?

Evelyn feigned reluctance, looking down and turning her face away.

Rosa sighed, raised her hand, and fiercely whipped Charles' back.

Dahlia and her mother had saved Charles' life. Charles had mentioned that if it weren't for Dahlia, he might have died before they found him and brought him back.

Rosa wasn't ungrateful. If Dahlia were a good person, Rosa would have been happy to see them together. But one could tell at a glance that Dahlia had impure motives. She was no good person.

Charles was just stubbornly fixated on the affection from their childhood.

Rosa's whip struck Charles' back fiercely with all her might. She was furious.

If she hadn’t decided to surprise them by coming back from abroad today, who knows how much more Eve would have suffered?

Charles always knew. He knew that Sena and Carmen could not stand Evelyn, and would seize any opportunity to bully her, yet he dared to leave Evelyn in their care.

Hearing the sound of the whip cutting through the air, Evelyn stood behind Rosa, watching without pity, only coldness in her eyes.