The Day Our Promise Breaks
Chapter 318

Chapter 318
Evelyn just couldn't bring herself to head over to Charles's place. Instead, she drove straight to his office to confront him. After
being with him for five years, this wasn't her first rodeo at his workplace. The first time she showed up there was when she was
desperate to cover Charlie's medical bills. She'd called Charles, and as soon as she mentioned needing money, he hung up on
her. With time ticking away, she had no choice but to head to his office. It was pouring rain that day, too.
At the entrance, the receptionist stopped her, saying she couldn't see Charles without an appointment. She tried calling him over
and over, but he didn't pick up. In desperation, she sent him a text: "Charles, I'm downstairs at your office. I urgently need
$20,000." But no reply came.
After waiting in vain, she approached the receptionist again, trying to assert her identity. Hesitantly, she claimed to be Charles's
girlfriend. The receptionist sneered, "Girlfriend? Everyone here knows Mr. Jenkins's girlfriend is Ms. Dahlia. You're really
flattering yourself, aren't you?"
Evelyn, worried sick about Charlie's health, brushed off the receptionist's sarcasm and the sting of "everyone knows." All she
wanted was to find Charles. Skipping any further drama with the receptionist, she made a dash for it.
Security got called. "This woman's causing a scene. Please escort her out," the receptionist said. The guard, upon hearing
"scene," quickly blocked her way. "Miss, you need to leave now."
"I really need to talk to Charles about something important, please let me
through," Evelyn pleaded, refusing to back down. But the guards weren't having it and forcibly escorted her out. They handed her
an umbrella and told her to leave.
Standing outside, dazed, the wind
oe
whipped the umbrella from her hands, and the rain soaked her clothes. The chilly autumn rain left her shivering and pale. With
hands, she sent another text Charles: "Charles, if you give me the $20,000, I'll do anything. I'm begging you." Yet again, no
response.
She thought maybe he hadn't seen her messages because he was in a meeting. But then she spotted Aiden. He approached her
with an umbrella and led her inside. Evelyn still remembers that gut-wrenching moment. Charles hadn't missed her messages;

he had just been waiting for her to beg the way he wanted.
That day, drenched and cold, she was led into Charles's office. When Charles saw her, his expression turned somber. He quietly
told her to go shower in the restroom. Halfway through her shower, the door swung open. Charles walked in. What should have
been a quick shower stretched into over an hour.
Her efforts to please Charles seemed to satisfy him, and he left the bathroom first. It took her ages to pull herself together and
leave the restroom. Charles was gone by then. On the bed, she found a clean set of clothes, and on her phone screen was a
notification of a $20,000 transfer. Seeing the money in her account, she ignored her discomfort, quickly changed, and left.
Downstairs, she caught the receptionist's look-a look that screamed disdain, as
if she were someone of ill repute. She practically ran out of there. Back then, she
vowed never to return to Charles's office again.
Years later, here she was again. But
this time, her heart was steady. Standing at the
Aiden. Aiden door, she called
was in Charles's office as Charles was instructing him to add another dessert to the delivery from Debbie's Garden, scheduled to
arrive at his house in half an hour. Hearing that Evelyn was at the office, Charles immediately knew she didn't want to go to his
house.

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