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.

before. He'd hurt her so much, yet she was still willing to

do now was love her more fiercely, and do everything

was no changing his mind. He pulled out the medication and gave

Charles was feeling steady

helped him sit

appeared at Charlie's bedroom

Charlie had been restless ever since Charles

pretending to read, but her mind kept

afraid Charles would

repeated this over

once more, the door swung open. Charlie quickly looked down, pretending to be absorbed

the look on her face, and his eyes softened. He walked over, his voice

Drom late..

Are

to

to say yes

that would make her

So she tried to play it cool "Let

"

along. He sat next

meanwhile, had no idea what she was

minute later, she snapped her book shut and

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

That day,

the whole

her pick out dresses, waited while she tried them on, and even took her to the mall play area so she could have some

dinner-her favorite food, with

end of the day, she

gentle care and unwavering patience,

her father