"He didn''t just hurt me; he tried to drag my name through the mud too."


    "I''m taking him to court. I want him locked up for good. Charles, you''ve got to help me put him away. He''s the one who destroyed me, us, and made me suffer all


    these years."


    "I can''t stand to see him again. I don''t want Sandy to learn her dad''s a criminal. Please, Charles, help me."


    Dahlia was in pieces, tears streaming down her face as she looked at Charles, desperate for his support.


    She needed to make sure Wesley, this human ticking bomb, was thrown back into jail.


    So he couldn''t keep haunting her.


    She had been nervous about telling Charles that Wesley knew her, worried he''d suspect her involvement in that car ident two years back.


    But now, she felt no fear.


    A rapist iming to like her might do something extreme.


    She loathed Wesley; there was zero chance she''d ever team up with him.


    "I won''t let the person who hurt you walk free."


    Charles reassured the shattered Dahlia, handing her a tissue from a nearby box.


    Thinking of the hurt Dahlia endured seven years ago and the mental anguish since, Charles was set on making Wesley pay before hended in jail.


    Charles was like an avenging angel.


    That night, he had spent hours with Evelyn, lost in their wild escapade.


    Dahlia only knew she had been vited, the pain too intense for her to recall the details.


    He wanted to find the monster who hurt her, but with no leads, the fiend stayed atrge.


    Now, Wesley was right in front of him.


    Charles struck with more force.


    Wesley was beaten until he was curled up, unable to utter a word.


    "Charles, stop."


    Evelyn was aware that Charles and Wesley had


    one


    after the other.


    She suspected Dahlia was setting Wesley up.


    She rushed in with the bodyguards stationed outside the area.


    She couldn''t let anything happen to Wesley.


    At her cue, the bodyguards moved to stop Charles.


    The two bodyguards were no match for Charles, but Evelyn stepped in front of them.


    She knew Charles wouldn''t hurt her, whether out of possessiveness or guilt.


    Charles eyed Evelyn, who had


    suddenly appeared and was


    shielding Wesley. His eyes grew darker, "Is this why you insisted on letting Wesley out?"


    Thement made Dahlia''s eyes widen slightly from the couch.


    Wesley had been deliberately let out by Evelyn.


    What did she know?


    Evelyn caught the hint in Charles''s voice.


    He thought she intentionally allowed Wesley toe and target Dahlia.


    To Charles''s unfounded usation, Evelyn


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    From a man who was dead to her heart, his opinion meant nothing.


    Too tired to exin, she simply shot back coldly, "Get help if you''re sick."


    Evelyn signaled the bodyguards to help Wesley up, "I''m taking Wesley with me."


    "Evelyn, he''s a criminal."


    Charles''s voice was like ice.


    "Where''s your proof?"


    Evelyn replied, her tone just as cold.