The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 264

The elevator pinged as it reached the floor.

Evelyn stepped out, clutching a thermal bag, and made her way down the hall. Her destination was Charles' hospital room.

Aiden, stationed at the door, finally exhaled a sigh of relief when he saw her. Ms. Evelyn was indeed visiting Mr. Jenkins. He quickly moved to greet her, "Ms. Evelyn, you're here. Mr. Jenkins is inside." As he spoke, he reached out, trying to take the thermal bag from her.

Evelyn frowned, stepping back to dodge Aiden's hand. She hadn't expected such bad luck. Charles was admitted to the same hospital and, annoyingly, on the same floor.

Aiden, puzzled, asked, "Ms. Evelyn, is everything alright?" Then, cautiously, "Aren't you here to see Mr. Jenkins?"

"Does he deserve it?" Evelyn snapped, her voice cold as ice. She sidestepped Aiden and headed straight for the room across the hall.

Suddenly, a familiar grip caught her wrist. It was Charles. He had just managed to get back to bed with Aiden's help after trying to stand by the window, waiting for Evelyn. Hearing Aiden greet her, Charles had been hopeful she was there for him. He had even planned to come clean about Charlie. But Evelyn's icy words

shattered that hope.

hand, his eyes red-rimmed and pleading, "If not me, then who are you here for?" Who else would she

now. Just his touch made her recoil. She yanked her wrist free

held onto her wrist stubbornly. Evelyn, pulled by his force, ended up crashing into his arms. Charles wrapped her

longing. Why was he so

drove her elbow hard into his stomach. "Ms. Evelyn, please don't! Mr. Jenkins has a bleeding

soaked through his hospital gown. His grip on her wrist slackened, and Evelyn pushed him

the wall, his vision blurring. "Mr. Jenkins!" Aiden rushed to support him as Charles gasped for breath, one hand on the wall, the

etched with disdain. Her gaze was icy, devoid of any warmth, filled only with hatred. His stomach churned, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed, the

was sharp, laced with sarcasm,

victims of

you do nothing. Instead, you