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.

was willing to make him a gift by hand, that intention alone said so much. His daughter loved him more than

in these last

her the basic companionship. He

Charles' heart churned with

flickered in his eyes. He had broken the cup Charlie had spent so long making,

"I didn't know..."

didn't you know? That Sandy isn't your biological daughter? Or that Charlie desperately wants more love from

frowned slightly. He softened his tone, "I've told you, let's not bring up

will make it up to

"Charles, you're truly despicable!"

closed her eyes in pain, and when she opened them, she no longer looked at

poured

into it. But Charles had shattered it. She realized it was better this way.

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