The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 195

"What did you just say?"

Charles' face changed instantly upon hearing the words. He marched over to the lady behind the counter, his presence so intense that she took a step back in fear.

Evelyn watched Charles, her heart brimming with resentment. Who was he trying to fool with this act? Suddenly, Evelyn raised her hand and shoved Charles hard, pushing him away. She pointed at the shattered pieces on the floor and said coldly, "Did you hear her? She said this was a birthday gift that Charlie spent over two months making by hand for you! Do you get that?!"

"You went and smashed it with your own hands! Once again, as a father, you've stomped all over Charlie's love for you!"

"Charles, Charlie must have the worst luck to be your daughter. You've been given the chance to hurt her time and again!"

Charles stood there, stunned. The cup wasn't something Brooks and Evelyn made as a token of their love; it was a birthday gift Charlie had made for him, and he had just smashed it.

He thought of his little girl, who was only five years old but spent more than two months making him a gift. Sandy didn't even know his birthday. He didn't blame her; kids often forget their parents' birthdays. But Charlie remembered, and that warmed his heart, even if Evelyn had reminded her.

gift by hand, that intention alone said so much. His daughter loved him more than he

these last five years,

hadn't even given her the basic companionship. He hadn't truly listened

Charles' heart churned with

pieces on the ground, a rare panic flickered in his eyes. He had broken the cup Charlie had spent so long making, and it would crush

"I didn't know..."

know? That Sandy isn't your biological daughter? Or

his tone, "I've told

Charlie, and I will

"Charles, you're truly despicable!"

opened them, she no longer

poured so

it. She realized it was better this way.