The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 52

Standing outside the gate, she peered through the iron bars at the scene unfolding within.

Inside, Charles and Dahlia had just returned from a gala. Amidst the rain, Charles sheltered Dahlia as they reached the doorway.

Dahlia stepped out from Charles' embrace, tiptoeing to brush the raindrops from his shoulders. Charles gazed down at her with a tender look, his eyes full of indulgence.

Watching this scene felt like a bucket of ice water was dumped over Evelyn's head, chilling her to the bone.

Memories surged forward.

Charles always showed unfounded favoritism and trust towards Dahlia. Even now, he wouldn't have believed her if she had laid the evidence before Charles. Not to mention, the only witness was gone.

If she accused Dahlia of causing Charlie’s death, Charles would only think she was insane.

Evelyn laughed bitterly, her eyes filled with sadness. She was powerless against Dahlia at this moment.

The rain intensified. Evelyn turned away with difficulty, her departure marked by despair.

The journey back was torturous. Each step felt as though she was treading on sharp blades. The pain was piercing to the bone.

Charlie…

Dahlia killed her daughter, but she’s completely unable to retaliate against the murderer. Evelyn’s overwhelmed with guilt and self-reproach.

Tears blurred her vision. With each step growing heavier, the world around her became increasingly faint.

Evelyn's strength failed, and she collapsed in the rain.

Across the street, a black Maybach, having just arrived, braked urgently at the curb. The car door swung open, and Brooks, disregarding the need for an umbrella, crossed the street briskly towards Evelyn.

The driver hurriedly followed with an umbrella.

Brooks reached Evelyn in a few strides, refusing the driver's offer to carry her, and lifted her from the ground himself, heading towards his car.

Then, he turned and left.

Only after the door to the hospital room closed did Evelyn slowly stand. She stared in the direction Brooks had left in.

He was someone she could not afford to have.

Evelyn changed clothes and went to complete her discharge procedures, only to be informed that everything had been taken care of.

She left the hospital.

After the rainstorm, the sky cleared. Sunlight fell upon her.

Evelyn tilted her head slightly, basking in the sunlight. The warm rays touched her skin, but she felt no warmth.

Her fists clenched tightly as she thought, ‘Charlie, I will not let Dahlia go unpunished for harming you.’