Evelyn’s face changed in an instant.
Before their lips could meet, she swiftly turned her head away, dodging Charles’s kiss.
That burning touch fell instead on her cheek, and the man’s voice—husky, full of feeling—brushed her ear. “Eve…”
But Evelyn didn’t let herself drown in the emotions Charles revealed in his fevered state. Her first instinct was to resist.
Yet she remembered the injuries she’d seen when she changed his clothes just moments ago.
Evelyn forced herself to swallow her anger, lowering her voice to a cold command by his ear. “Charles, let go.”
Charles’s mind was foggy with fever, his actions guided entirely by instinct.
He could barely hear Evelyn’s words, unsure if this was real or just another dream.
In reality, he knew he had to let go of Evelyn.
But deep down, he didn’t want to.
He’d made up his mind about her when he was ten years old. If he hadn’t been forced, how could he ever bear to let her go?
With his willpower at its weakest from illness, reason slipped away, and only the voice of his heart remained.
So, when Evelyn spoke, not only did Charles not let go, he instinctively tightened his hold.
Evelyn’s face darkened further.
She couldn’t struggle free for fear of aggravating Charles’s wounds, but she refused to just let him hold her like this.
“Aiden.”
She called for Aiden, who was waiting outside the hospital room.
Thinking something had happened, Aiden rushed in immediately.
Seeing the scene inside, Aiden almost regretted his haste.
But now that he was here, he had no choice—he hurried to assist Evelyn.
With Aiden’s help, Evelyn managed to free herself from Charles’s embrace.
Afraid that Evelyn might storm off after what just happened, Aiden quickly tried to explain for Charles. “Ms. Evelyn, Mr. Jenkins didn’t mean it. He’s not himself right now—it’s just the fever talking. Please, don’t be upset.”
Evelyn had really been furious for a moment there.
But she couldn’t bring herself to quarrel with someone half-delirious from fever.
Wordlessly, she walked into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and prepared to bring Charles’s temperature down the old-fashioned way.
With a fever this high, she didn’t even know if it would help.
All she could do was try her best.
So she could live with herself.
Seeing that Evelyn didn’t storm out, Aiden finally relaxed.
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The readers' comments on the novel: The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn)
What a bad novel. Evil deeds rules the entire story, no ending, villains characters succeed, no way out for the good people. I was hoping for better twists but disappointed again and again. Time close the book for me, no more, enough....
When will Evelyn's sufferings end? You mean to say evil rules the world? No longer funny, the twists are getting ridiculous....
Wow Finally! Thanks!...
More chapters please...