The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 370

Josephine couldn't take her eyes off Charles. The moment she spotted a locket hanging from his waist, her heart skipped a beat. It looked just like Eve's locket.

Having just woken up, Josephine's vision was still a bit fuzzy. Worried she might be mistaken, she suddenly called out to Charles, "Come here." Her voice had lost the earlier excitement.

Andrew let out a sigh of relief. He thought his previous words in defense of Charles might have done the trick. He could clearly see that Charles was genuinely concerned about Ms. Josephine's health. If it weren't for his care for Evelyn, why else would Charles be so attentive?

Seeing an opportunity to shift the mood, Andrew quickly stepped aside, making space for Charles. Charles, with his deep, thoughtful eyes, was unsure of Josephine's intentions but still moved closer to her.

As the gap closed, Josephine saw the locket clearly-it was indeed the one Eve had worn since she was a child. Years ago, when Eve and her "Iceman" parted, they had exchanged keepsakes. Iceman gave her his locket, and she gave hers to him. But why was this locket now with Charles?

Charles was the little boy she had once saved- Eve's Iceman. A year ago, when she first searched for Charles online, she stumbled upon a picture

At first glance, he seemed familiar, but she quickly dismissed the thought. The car that came to pick Charles up back then was ordinary, and so was the person who

all over the place, and her gaze at Charles was layered with complexity-so much was packed into that look. Charles was indeed the same little boy. The one who, at first, pushed everyone away, but eventually learned to navigate his blindness to

spirit, always running through the fields. But for Iceman, she'd turn down friends' invitations to go fishing in the creek. She'd sit at the doorstep with

eyes would light up, and she'd leap from her little stool, rushing to him, "Iceman, where do you want

run to Charles, excitedly sharing her adventures. Too tired to walk, Charles would squat, "Hop on." Eve, mindful of his cleanliness, hesitated,

he repeated, his voice as cold as ever. A tone that might scare others never fazed Eve. She'd throw a big smile and

fields wildly, and when she was too tired, she'd tug his sleeve, pouting, "Iceman, carry me."

was the handsome hero every village girl wanted to marry. Debbie would declare, "Iceman is Debbie's. If others challenged her, she'd fook at Charles with pleading eyes "Iceman." Charles,

an important part of Eve's world After they parted, Eve wasn't as keen on playing with others. After meals, she'd run to the village entrance, sit on a big stone, apple-cheeked, craning her neck, waiting for her