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.

he got out of bed and clung to her hand, his eyes red-rimmed and pleading, "If not me, then who

your business!" Evelyn's voice was even colder now. Just his touch made her recoil. She

onto her wrist stubbornly. Evelyn, pulled by his force, ended up crashing into his arms. Charles wrapped her tightly in his embrace, as if trying to hold onto a dream. As if doing so could make

pang of longing. Why was he so

his stomach. "Ms. Evelyn, please don't! Mr. Jenkins has a bleeding ulcer!" Aiden cried out, hoping to stop her. But Evelyn didn't

Charles groaned, his face turning pale as cold sweat soaked through his hospital gown.

rushed to support him as Charles gasped for breath, one hand on the wall, the other

up at Evelyn, seeing only a face etched with disdain. Her gaze was icy, devoid of any warmth, filled only with hatred.

was sharp, laced with sarcasm, "Charles,

victims

you do nothing. Instead,