The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 305

Evelyn lowered her gaze and met Charles's helpless eyes, her chest rising and falling slightly. She calmly reached for the bottle of sparkling water beside her and twisted it open. Her demeanor was so composed, it seemed like she merely wanted a drink. Charles thought the same, and seeing her so collected, he let his guard down.

That was until Evelyn poured the entire bottle over his head. The water soaked his hair, tracing the sharp lines of his features. "Feeling clear-headed now?" she asked coldly.

How could he even say those things? Charles's throat felt dry. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "Eve, I truly didn't mean it."

"Charlie is dead," Evelyn replied, cutting off any excuses. "You killed him."

Two years had passed. Had he really forgotten that he and Dahlia had a hand in Charlie's death? Charlie was gone, and Charles should live in regret and pain-he didn't deserve happiness. His face turned noticeably pale. This was his deepest wound, ripped open by Evelyn, bleeding fresh once more. It was a deadlock, and Charles didn't bother explaining further.

wounds and take you home,"

voice came from the doorway. "My fiancée, I'll take her myself. No need to trouble

strode in, no longer bothering with pleasantries, each word a

Evelyn said, and the frost on

expression changed instantly. Six months ago, rumors about Brooks's engagement had spread, Charles had initially wondered if it could be Eve, but everyone said it was his childhood sweetheart. Hearing that, Charles had thought no more of it, assuming his old flame had returned. He hadn't

flashed with a hint of resignation. It was just a few cuts

Evelyn was alive for some time. So, Evelyn had told Brooks early on but not him, letting him suffer in the pain of losing

insisted it was just a minor injury, but Brooks was adamant. In the end, Evelyn gave in, allowing Brooks to disinfect and