Evalian felt as though she had been struck by lightning, trembling fiercely as she looked at Dawn Sutherland: "What... did you say?"
Dawn Sutherland looked back at Evalian, "Evalian, I'm sorry, but I'm getting married."
"Dawn! Tomorrow is the day we're supposed to register our marriage, don't joke around, okay? You promised you'd marry me!" Evalian looked at Dawn, her eyes red with anxiety.
Dawn pressed his lips together, his body stiff, "That night at the hotel was my mistake. Evalian, I'm sorry—but I really can't let her go."
Daisy Grant's tears were the most potent weapon that affected him in his lifetime.
He couldn't bear to see her being scorned by everyone, nor could he bear to watch her silently cry in her room, every teardrop fell on his heart.
Dawn withdrew his hand from Evalian's grasp, his voice deep and apologetic once more: "Evalian, I'm sorry."
