The Day Our Promise Breaks

"Why don't Mom and Dad live together like other parents? Daddy, I don't want to be called a bastard!"

Sandy looked too upset. Charles was worried about her health, and immediately called for a nurse to give her a sedative. Sandy calmed down quickly.

Charles continued to care for the wounds on Sandy's face while Dahlia sat nearby, silently sobbing. Once Charles finished, Dahlia looked at her daughter, heart aching. "Charles, all these years, I never tried to force you. "Five years ago, your grandmother didn't approve of me. She insisted you stay with Evelyn, and I understood how important she was to you, so I never pressured you. I went abroad alone, carrying Sandy.

"If it weren't for Sandy's illness, I wouldn't have come back to disrupt your life with Evelyn.

"Even after I came back, I didn't want to force you to take csre of us, but...

"Charles, I can handle being called the other woman, but I can't bear Sandy being called an illegitimate child anymore...

"Sandy means everything to me. Seeing her hurt because of her status feels like my heart is being torn apart.

"Evelyn's already broken up with you, and you're free now. Even your grandmother has given her blessing. Can you acknowledge me publicly and be with me? Can you put Sandy on the Jenkins family tree and give her a rightful place?"

Tears flowed down Dahlia's face as she stared at Charles. Charles looked back at Dahlia, the girl he had loved since childhood. During his toughest times, she was the light in his life. He wouldn't have survived without her until his grandmother's people found him. He would have been lost. The moment he got a new start, he Dahlia was the only woman he ever wanted to marry. He couldn't hesitate.

"Alright."noveldrama

Finally, Charles promised Dahlia with a simple "alright," meaning he would be with her, marry her, and give her and Sandy rightful status. From then on, Sandy would be Miss Jenkins, and Dahlia, Mrs. Jenkins. "Charles..."

Overcome with joy, Dahlia threw herself into Charles' arms. He didn't push her away. Instead, he held her gently. This was his long-held dream, and now that it was coming true, he surprisingly felt no joy.

...

Evelyn stood by the edge of the

artificial lake. Last night, her

emotions were at their peak. Charlie's ashes had been thrown into the lake, and without

Evelyn wanted to dive in and retrieve them Now, she had calmed down, staring at the water's surface The artificial lake was connected to the city's moat. Draining it was impossible, and retrieving anything from it was equally futile. After sitting there for a while, Evelyn

turned to leave, eyes red from tears.

As she walked through the lobby, feeling down, she accidentally bumped into a rushed nurse. The blood bag the nurse was carrying fell to the floor.

"I'm so sorry," Evelyn quickly

apologized, bending down to help

pick up the blood bag. As she

handed it back, she noticed the name on it: Sandy. Seeing this name made her uneasy. Just as she was about to give it back, she saw the blood type. It was type B

"How could we make such a basic mistake?" The nurse, looking puzzled, took the blood bag from Evelyn. Given the commotion Sandy had caused at the hospital, it was clear she wasn't a regular person. The nurse hurried off.

Evelyn froze. "Is there a mistake with this blood type?" she asked, grabbing the nurse's arm.

Evelyn stood there, stunned. She

and Dahlia had been college

classmates, and during a health check, she had found out Dahlia's blood type was O. Charles was type A. How could Charles and Dahlia have a child with type B blood?