The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 597

“Charles, are you even human?!”

Evelyn was livid. Without thinking, she slapped Charles hard across the face.

How could he have the nerve to use Adam’s injury as leverage against her? Didn’t he know exactly why Adam’s hand was hurt in the first place?

“Eve, take it easy. Getting upset isn’t good for you,” Charles said, his voice calm, his expression unfazed by the sting of her slap. He reached out, meaning to smooth the deep line between her brows.

Before he could touch her, Evelyn knocked his hand away with a sharp smack.

The sound cracked through the car.

She hadn’t held back.

Charles’s skin was tough—he barely felt it—but Evelyn’s palm was left stinging and bright red.

He caught her hand, concern flickering across his face. He brought her hand closer and gently blew on her reddened skin.

His eyes lowered, overflowing with helplessness.

He just never knew what to do when it came to Eve.

He knew bringing up Adam’s injury would push her over the edge, make her furious enough to want to strangle him. But he was desperate.

He needed her to keep their baby.

If Eve wasn’t so sure, so determined to end the pregnancy—if there had been even the smallest sliver of hope—he never would have done something so cruel.

Evelyn tried to pull her hand away.

But Charles held on, not tight enough to hurt her, just enough so she couldn’t escape. He pressed her hand, warm and trembling, to her still-flat stomach.

The baby was barely a month along—her belly hadn’t changed at all.

Charles’s eyes turned red as he held her hand there.

To him, this baby was his salvation, the one chance left for him and Eve.

“Eve, I’ll do anything—anything—to keep our child,” he murmured.

He’d already lost one child. He couldn’t lose another. He wouldn’t survive it.

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