The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 329

If he didn't have some leverage, he'd never manage to keep her close. As long as she was with him, she wouldn't be anyone else's. In the end, she was meant to be his. His eyes, heavy with possessiveness, were unmasked by his lowered eyelids. He picked up the hairdryer and started drying Evelyn's hair. This wasn't new, but the roles were swapped.

Back when he stayed over at Oakwood Manor, it was Evelyn who'd take care of him, drying his hair. This was his first time drying Evelyn's hair-or any woman's hair for that matter.

Evelyn wasn't too keen on Charles helping her, but the look he gave her when she tried to protest said it all: "Do you really have a choice?" She gave in, pretending he was just another stylist at the salon, and let him dry her hair. It was easier to handle than having him touch her in other ways.

She closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind, but she couldn't ignore how deftly Charles handled her long hair. The ease in his movements suggested he'd done this plenty of times before, likely for someone else with long hair. The only person she could think of was Dahlia. That thought only made Evelyn more uneasy.

bothered to answer. Charles was baffled by her worsening temper but continued with a sigh. Once he finished, he swapped out the sheets that her hair

returned, a glass of milk in hand. He passed it to her, and she silently drank

inviting and she slipped away into dreams. It was only after she was sound asleep that Charles. came back in. He carefully slipped under the covers and drew

him that had felt hollow for two years felt whole again. His thumb gently traced her cheek, noting the shadows under her eyes. From the moment she

forehead. Just as he was about to drift off with her, Evelyn's phone lit

Charles picked up the phone. He tried her birthday as the password-no luck He tried his own birthday too, even though he knew it was unlikely. Her passwords used to revolve around him, but not anymore. A sharp pang of

birthday. Each number felt like a punch to his heart. Charlie was a painful memory, one he couldn't touch without