The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 28

Evelyn's scream of despair echoed through the room, fueled by Charles' provocation.

For the sake of Charlie, her daughter, she had thrown caution to the wind and fought with everything she had. Yet he, Charlie's father, had prioritized paving the way for his beloved girlfriend to marry into the Jenkins family over their own child.

With a single, careless sentence, he had shattered her hopes. If Charlie couldn't find peace in the afterlife because of this...

"Evelyn!" Charles' face was as hard as iron, his voice thundering in anger. "You would say anything to marry me, wouldn't you? Charlie is your daughter, but you curse her time and again. Do you even deserve to be a mother?"

"I don't deserve to be a mother? Charles, it's you who doesn't deserve to be a father! Charlie is dead! My Charlie... she's really gone!" Evelyn's cry of agony broke out. Tears streamed down her face, large and unending.

Even after more than a month, the thought of her daughter's tragic death still tore her apart.

Charles was furious. "Evelyn, enough! If you dare..."

His further scolding was suddenly choked off.

He watched Evelyn, whose tears were washing over her face. The despair and sorrow in her eyes were so real that Charles felt a sudden heaviness in his heart.

In that moment, he inexplicably panicked.

Almost instinctively, Charles denied, "That’s not possible!"

Charlie couldn't be dead. She was supposed to be healthy and alive.

Evelyn laughed sorrowfully. Looking at Charles, who still refused to believe her, she wiped her face with one hand and suddenly grabbed his arm, "You still don't believe it? I'll take you to see!"

Ignoring her tears, Evelyn urgently dragged Charles outside.

Charles didn't believe her. To him, Evelyn was a woman who never spoke the truth. Yet, his legs involuntarily followed her outside.

...

As they stepped out, they bumped into Dahlia walking their way. Evelyn ignored her, continuing to pull Charles along.

Dahlia sensed the tension, and approached with concern, "Charles, Evelyn, what's going on?"

"Get out of the way!" Evelyn was in no mood for pleasantries. She pushed Dahlia aside, who then stumbled to the ground with a pained grunt.

The sound was soft but loud enough for Charles to hear. He would surely stop.

However, to her surprise, Charles didn't even pause, nor did he look back. In a blink, they were gone from Dahlia's view.

Dahlia's expression darkened in an instant.

...

This was Charles' third visit to Maple Garden, but never had his steps felt so heavy.