The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 92

Evelyn was a wreck. Tears streamed down her face as she awkwardly crawled back to the door. She was drained, barely able to keep pounding on it with her bleeding nails, leaving behind a series of bloody handprints. She didn’t feel the pain anymore. She was too busy, instinctively begging Charles, who’s standing on the other side. "Charles, please let me out. I'm begging you..." Her voice was heavy with bitterness.

Meanwhile, Dahlia silently stood outside with her arms crossed, letting Evelyn think she was Charles. As she listened to Evelyn’s desperate cries, a smirk spread across her lips. She didn’t need to see Evelyn to know how miserable she was—her voice said it all. This was way more satisfying for Dahlia than just tossing Evelyn in jail.

Now that Rosa was back and always shielding Evelyn, it was a problem. If Evelyn got locked up, Dahlia's plans might’ve fallen apart before she even got started, because Rosa would’ve come to her rescue. Keeping Evelyn here was the ultimate punishment.

"Evelyn, what makes you think you can compete with me? Enjoy your stay," Dahlia thought as she sneered and walked away, knowing Charles was upstairs.

Inside, Evelyn heard the footsteps fade away. Her hand, which was pounding on the door, went still. The last bit of hope she held onto vanished with Charles’ absence. Her hand slid downwards, leaving a long bloodstain, as she collapsed to the floor. "Charles really went all out for Dahlia and her daughter," she thought bitterly.