The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 36

Her movements were lightning-fast, and Dahlia was caught off guard and was struck square in her face. Her expression changed in an instant.

Without Charles around, Dahlia's face twisted in rage, and she raised her hand to strike back.

But Evelyn caught her hand mid-air, threw her off with force, and coldly warned her, "Dahlia, instead of troubling me, you'd better take care of Charles and keep him from harassing me again!"

Then, she turned and walked away.

...

After finishing the discharge procedures, Evelyn headed towards the elevator. She passed the nurse's station, where two nurses were whispering about the latest gossip.

Avery had just witnessed the scene between Evelyn and Dahlia and came back to vent to Beatrice, "I was wondering why someone could be so heartless. It turns out it's a love rival situation."

"What?" Beatrice, who was tidying up, casually responded.

"Do you remember Charlie? That beautiful, cute, and well-behaved little girl."

Hearing the name, Evelyn stopped in her tracks.

Then Beatrice continued, "Of course, I remember. She was such a charming little girl." As she said so, her eyes reddened.

The nurses saw a lot of life and death in the hospital, but Charlie was too endearing.

Even though she was often hospitalized, her cute face was always filled with a joyful smile. She said she didn't want to worry her mom and was exceptionally thoughtful and understanding. During her stay, both doctors and nurses adored her.

"Exactly, that was the girl. On the day she died, her mom was crying her heart out while Ms. Dahlia stood at the corner, smiling so happily. I still remember that smile to this day. It gives me chills just thinking about it."

"Woah, she’s so evil…"

"She has a daughter herself, who is also sick. Doesn't she fear retribution?"

Evelyn froze in place. The nurses' words struck her heart like thunder.

So, Dahlia had known about Charlie's death from that day!

She thought of how Dahlia had behaved around her recently, and clenched her fists.

"Evelyn, you can’t do that to your hand."

Adam quickly stepped forward, grabbing Evelyn’s wrist to stop her from clenching her fist. He had come to pick up Evelyn and accompany her to buy a gravesite for Charlie.

Evelyn was startled and immediately relaxed her hand.

"Did you hurt the wound? Come on, let's see a doctor." Adam was very anxious. His hand was important, and so was Evelyn's.

Evelyn didn't refuse. Together, they went to book an appointment with the doctor.

Only after confirming her hand was alright did Adam relax. "What happened just now? What were you thinking about?" Adam turned his head to ask Evelyn.

"Nothing. I was just lost in thought."

Evelyn didn't tell Adam her thoughts. He was too protective of her and loved Charlie dearly. She was afraid he would act impulsively and confront Dahlia.

Dahlia was Charles' beloved, and hurting Dahlia meant Charlie would not leave Adam unscathed.

They left together.

Adam asked, "Have you decided on a time for Charlie's burial?"

"Yes, this Sunday."

"Then shall we set it for this Sunday?" Dahlia suggested casually.

"Sure." Charles had no objections.

Dahlia smiled slightly.

...

In a blink, it was Sunday. It was the day of Charlie's burial. Adam stood by Evelyn's side the entire time until the funeral was over.

"Adam, I want to spend some more time alone with Charlie." Evelyn's eyes were swollen from crying, and she spoke to Adam in a hoarse voice.

Adam had training in the afternoon. He had taken leave to attend Charlie's funeral.

"Don’t go back home too late, Evelyn. Look ahead. Charlie would wish for your happiness." Adam knelt down and hugged Evelyn comfortingly before leaving.

"Okay," Evelyn replied softly, her eyes reddening again.

She knelt in front of the tombstone, her face pressed against it, and her fingers gently touched her daughter's small face on the stone.

Over and over again, she was engulfed in her grief, and then her pocketed phone suddenly began to vibrate.

Evelyn thought it might be Adam worrying about her, and took out her phone.

It wasn't Adam, but Dahlia.

She was in no mood to deal with it at the moment. Just as she was about to hang up, she accidentally hit the answer button, and Dahlia's warm voice filled her ear. "Evelyn, Sandy came third in her kindergarten sports day. Charles and I are celebrating her achievement today at the Pearl Hotel. Sandy wants to invite Charlie to join us. Should I have Charles come pick you and Charlie up?"

Evelyn, who had intended to end the call, felt a sudden chill at the mention of Charlie.