The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 485

"Eve, please, don't give Brooks a shot. Don't be with him. Just give me one more chance, okay?" Charles pleaded, his voice softer than she'd ever heard it before.

Once, he was the proud and untouchable man in Evelyn's life. But now, knowing she was really Debbie, his bravado had vanished. He'd do anything for another chance with her, even if it meant lowering himself to beg.

"You can be mad, hit me, yell at me—just don't leave me!" he implored, guiding Evelyn's hand to his face, practically begging her to slap him.

He couldn't stand the thought of her not wanting him anymore. Evelyn didn't hesitate; she slapped him hard, just like he asked, until her palm was red.

Ignoring the stinging pain on his cheek, Charles tenderly blew on her hand, feeling a pang in his heart. But Evelyn pulled away, her hand clenched into a fist, sidestepping his attempt at affection.

Charles was crushed. He wrapped her in a tight embrace, as if wanting to fuse their beings together. "Eve, you're mine, and I won't let go!" he declared.

She was his. Only his.

His grip was so strong that Evelyn couldn't break free. She stood there stiffly in his hold, unresponsive, like a still pond. Her love for him had died the day Charlie did.

Noticing this, Charles's arms trembled as they encircled her. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to let her go. They were locked in the closest embrace possible.

He could even feel Evelyn's steady heartbeat, so close yet so unreachable. Time seemed to stretch on forever.

rang. Both recognized

simply silencing the call. But after it rang three times, he picked up, worried

Evelyn and answered

call connected. "Charles, I don't know what's up with Sandy. You brought her back, and she wanted to sleep, but now she's trapped in a

hate to bother you, but I really

he wouldn't

switched to a

lying in

as

a nightmare, tears streaming

was impossible to make out through

kept calling her name, trying to wake her, but Sandy

unresponsive.

"Charles, when Sandy was

She can't handle. emotional stress or get sick. I'm afraid she'll have a high feve

important to her. She'll listen to you," Dahlia pleaded,

clearly out

Charles replied, his voice steady, but his face