The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 604

“Eve!”

Charles couldn’t take his eyes off Evelyn and Brooks’s joined hands. The sight stung, sharp and raw. His voice came out low and tight.

Evelyn met his angry gaze without flinching.

Staying behind to care for Brooks had clearly hit a nerve. Charles’s possessiveness had always run deep—he couldn’t stand her fussing over Brooks, especially right under his nose.

But so what?

Why should she care about his feelings?

The air between them sizzled, neither willing to give an inch.

She was set on staying.

He was determined to take her away.

Evelyn braced herself for a fight, ready to snap back. She didn’t expect Charles to be the first to fold.

He let out a breath and softened his tone. “This is Aaron’s place. He can take care of Brooks.”

“I don’t trust anyone else,” Evelyn shot back, shutting him down in just a few words.

She didn’t bother hiding her concern for Brooks, not even in front of Charles. Every bit of tenderness she offered was like a stab to his chest.

He saw how firm she was and finally relented, dialing Andrew to come check on Brooks.

…

While they waited for Andrew, Charles lingered by the bed, watching Evelyn sit at Brooks’s side, her voice gentle as she soothed him.

“Brooks, I’m not going anywhere. Let go, and I’ll help you drink some hangover soup. You’ll feel better, I promise.”

Brooks was burning up, drunk and barely coherent.

Evelyn kept coaxing, soft and patient, until Brooks finally relaxed his grip. She fed him the soup, one careful spoonful at a time.

The whole scene twisted Charles up inside with jealousy and pain. He couldn’t just drag Evelyn away—if not for her pregnancy, he might have tried. But now, all he could do was stand by helplessly, watching the woman he loved take care of another man.

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