The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 372

Upon hearing the word "betrayal," Charles's eyes took on a deeper, more intense shade. He turned to Andrew, asking, "What did you just say?" His voice was steady and calm, yet it carried a weight that demanded attention.

Andrew met Charles's gaze, those deep, unreadable eyes that seemed to show no emotion. In that moment, Andrew felt a surge of regret. "N-nothing," he stammered, choosing to fall silent under Charles's commanding presence.

"Alright, Charles, I'm heading out," Andrew said, quickly making his way to his car. Meanwhile, Charles walked back to his own vehicle with a calm demeanor. Instead of getting in, he leaned casually against the side.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, expertly tapping one out and placing it between his lips. With a flick of his lighter, he took a slow drag, the smoke curling around him as Andrew's earlier words lingered in his mind. Andrew had hinted that his heart was no longer where it used to be.

He knew exactly what Andrew was getting at—suggesting he had feelings for Evelyn. Had he really fallen for her? Charles's hand instinctively reached for the locket at his waist, his gaze dropping as he gently rubbed it with his thumb. By the time he finished his cigarette, both his hand and mind were steady once more. He couldn't let his heart waver.

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Brooks drove Evelyn back to her place. When they arrived, he didn't unlock the doors right away but handed his phone to Evelyn. "Evelyn, Wesley got in touch with Dahlia."