The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 602

Charles was completely absorbed, eyes fixed on the pages in front of him.

He was studying—really studying.

When Evelyn woke and blinked her eyes open, this was the first thing she saw: Charles, sitting at the edge of the bed, the curtains drawn tight, reading lamp glowing quietly on the nightstand as he pored over a book about pregnancy and parenting.

He was so caught up in what he was reading, so focused, he didn’t even notice she was awake.

Watching him, Evelyn couldn’t help but think back.

When she was pregnant with Charlie, it had been her first time as a mom. She’d loved Charles so much back then, and she had been filled with hope for the little life growing inside her. But it was all new, and all unknown—so much uncertainty, so many things to worry about. She’d been anxious and scared, unable to help it.

Charles hadn’t cared much about the baby then.

So she’d bought a pile of books herself, sitting just like this, turning each page slowly, taking careful notes.

Now, watching Charles, she couldn’t stop thinking about how cold and distant he’d been with Charlie. Her expression grew visibly colder.

That’s when Charles finally realized she was awake.

He set the book aside and stood up right away. “You must be hungry. I made some soup—come downstairs and have a little.”

Evelyn hadn’t had much appetite lately; she’d barely touched her lunch. She was pregnant, though—she knew she needed the nutrition.

“I don’t want any,” she said, her voice icy.

She didn’t want to be alone with Charles in this house. Charles had been spoiled his entire life. From the start, Evelyn had kept herself at arm’s length—sharp words, cold shoulders, trampling over every effort he made. All she wanted was for Charles to finally lose patience and give up.

“Eve, please—for your health, and the baby’s—just have a little, okay?” Charles tried to coax her, keeping his tone gentle.

“I told you, just seeing your face makes me lose my appetite.”

She didn’t bother hiding her disgust.

Charles pressed his lips together, silent for a moment, then suddenly moved. Before Evelyn could react, he gently but firmly scooped her up in his arms.

Ignoring her protests, he carried her straight downstairs.

This time, he set her right at the dining table. Then he disappeared into the kitchen.

He came back with a bowl of steaming soup. “Just try some…”

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