The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 672

"Mr. Jenkins!"

The butler rushed over, steadying Charles before he could stumble.

Charles quickly signaled for him to keep quiet-he didn't want Charlie in the next room to overhear.

The butler half-carried him to the medical room. Andrew and Francis's team arrived in no time.

"Charles, you need treatment now. If you keep pushing yourself like this..." Andrew's tone was serious, worry etched into every line of his face.

Ever since Charles had used his own body for the experimental procedure that saved Charlie, his organs had been seriously damaged. He should have gone straight into isolation and begun treatment to have any hope of recovery.

But Charles refused. He insisted on caring for Charlie himself.

He kept putting it off, day after day, his health slipping further each time. Andrew pleaded with him, reminding him constantly. He even offered to look after Charlie himself, promising to do his best. But Charles wouldn't hear it.

Nothing mattered more to him than being by Charlie's side.

All Andrew could do was give him the medicine he'd developed, just to keep him going.

But it was just a band-aid. Charles couldn't keep this up.

"The medicine," Charles rasped, his voice barely there, but his meaning clear.

"Charles!" Andrew was losing his patience.

"Charlie's waiting for me. I promised her I'd help her pick out an outfit for tomorrow."

At the mention of Charlie, a gentle smile broke through Charles's exhaustion. He could tell how much Charlie looked forward to the outing with him, no matter how hard she tried to hide it.

She hadn't said anything, but when he first suggested it, her eyes lit up-she couldn't hide that spark, no matter how tough she tried to act.

Charles's heart melted. He was lucky to have such a wonderful daughter.

He'd hurt her so much,

was love her more fiercely, and

knew there was no changing his mind. He pulled out the

later, Charles was feeling steady

him sit

appeared at Charlie's bedroom door, looking as

ever since Charles

to

but she was afraid Charles would catch her

repeated this

just as she glanced up once more, the door swung open. Charlie quickly looked down, pretending to be absorbed in her

caught the look on her face, and his eyes softened. He walked over, his voice gentle. "Charlie, got held

Drom late..

Are

Want to head

to say yes

that would make her

play it cool "Let me finish this

"

playing along. He sat next to

no idea

later, she snapped her book shut and stood

turned away, but her quick, careful steps gave away just how

That day,

the

she tried them on, and even took

until after dinner-her favorite food, with an extra slice of

by the end of the day, she was so tired she fell, asleep as soon as

first time, with Charles's gentle care and unwavering

just maybe her father