The Day Our Promise Breaks

Dahlia never imagined Evelyn would remain so unfazed by all the public pressure and still push her to the edge! If she didn't kneel, it would look like she didn't love her daughter enough. Even if deep down she didn't, she couldn't let everyone else see that. With her teeth grinding in frustration, Dahlia had no choice but to slowly kneel before Evelyn and mutter, "Evelyn, I'm begging you."

This scene felt all too familiar. Two years ago, the roles were reversed. Back then, Dahlia stood tall while Evelyn was the one on her knees, pleading desperately. Evelyn would never forget that day when Dahlia held Charlie's ashes, forcing her into a gut-wrenching situation. Believing they were really Charlie's, Evelyn didn't hesitate to kneel and bow to Dahlia's demands. Even when her head was bruised and bloody, she spilled Charlie's ashes. In that moment, her heart felt like it was being torn to shreds. Even after discovering the ashes were fake, the humiliation and pain Dahlia inflicted on her were unforgettable.

"Is that it?" Evelyn asked, looking down at Dahlia with disdain. "Dahlia, if you're going to beg, at least do it right! Is this how you ask for something?"

Dahlia's lowered eyelids hid a storm of fury, wishing she could obliterate Evelyn for her boldness. How dare she make her kneel? Initially, Dahlia planned to use public opinion to back Evelyn into a corner, making her the subject of ridicule. Once Charles showed up, she'd pretend to be humble, kneeling before Evelyn. Charles would surely step in, not letting her beg for real, and would even help pressure Evelyn. Then, Adam wouldn't donate, and Charles would pressure him for Sandy's sake.noveldrama

But Charles wasn't there yet, and she was stuck in this mess... Evelyn was doing this on purpose, seeking revenge for having to kneel two years ago. Dahlia clenched her fists, her eyes reddening, looking pitifully at the crowd, hoping someone would back her up. While the men might be swayed by her act, the women were less sympathetic. Someone in the crowd chimed in, "If it can save your daughter's life, what's a few bows? Are you just putting on a show?"

Dahlia had no choice but to swallow her pride and bow to Evelyn. Evelyn watched with a hint of satisfaction, taunting, "Dahlia, is this all your love for your daughter amounts to?"

Dahlia wanted to lash out at Evelyn for pushing her too far but forgot she had done the same thing to Evelyn two years ago. In fact, she had been the one with malicious intent, trying to drive Evelyn to despair. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Dahlia continued to bow. "Evelyn, I'm begging you, please."

Knowing Evelyn wouldn't let her off the hook easily, Dahlia had no choice but to mimic Evelyn's pleas from two years ago, bowing again and again. Her bows weren't as forceful as Evelyn's had been, but one after another, they still broke her skin. Evelyn never told her to stop. Dahlia could only bide her time.

She wasn't sure how long it went on until she finally heard a familiar voice. "Dahlia!" Knowing Charles had arrived, Dahlia didn't hesitate to bow deeply one last time. Her gaze towards Evelyn was full of defiance. Evelyn, your time is up!