Chapter 678

Under the cascade of fireworks, Charles glanced sideways, his eyes drawn irresistibly to Evelyn. She stood right beside him, watching their daughter with the same quiet wonder, a gentle smile resting at the corner of her lips.

A cool night breeze played with Evelyn's hair, softening her features in the shifting bursts of light. In that instant, with his beloved and their child so close, Charles felt a rush of happiness so real it hurt. For a fleeting moment, he let himself believe- maybe, just maybe, the three of them could start fresh.

His heart thudded, hope swelling.

He squeezed little Charlie's hand, steadying her as she craned her neck skyward. With his other hand, Charles reached-slowly, nervously-for Evelyn's. Sweat beaded on his palm as he hovered, barely daring to bridge the gap.

But before his fingers could graze hers, Evelyn flinched away as if burned. She didn't look at him, not even a glance, just quietly moved a step further, widening the space between them. Her retreat was swift and unyielding, drawing a clear line that left no room for misunderstanding.

Charles's hand froze in midair, his heart sinking like a stone.

had wrapped him just seconds ago vanished,

in silence, a bitter

out, the celebration

sleep. Her head nodded until, at last, she dozed off in Charles's arms, her breathing slow

the parked car, Evelyn quietly matching his steps. They didn't speak. The city

was already waiting, door open,

with care and adjusting her head so

I—can we..." Charles started, his voice


could finish, her tone steady and

or getting close to you. But that doesn't mean I've forgiven you. It doesn't mean you get another chance with me."

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