Chapter 591 – A Turning Point in The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) by C.M. Thompson
In this chapter of The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn), C.M. Thompson introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 591 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.
Charles stood his ground and took the slap right on the cheek.
Mrs. Robinson showing up was a total surprise.
But honestly, Charles was happy about it.
Eve was carrying his child.
There was no way he’d let her get engaged—or worse, married—to Brooks and have his own kid call another man “Dad.”
Still, when he saw Evelyn’s eyes blazing red, her whole body trembling with anger, Charles dropped his voice, trying to soothe her. “Eve, if you’re mad, take it out on me. Hit me, yell at me, whatever you need. Just don’t get yourself worked up and risk the baby.”
He grabbed Evelyn’s hand, guiding it to his face, encouraging her to let it out.
Evelyn didn’t hesitate. She slapped him, hard, again and again.
She didn’t hold back. If she could, she’d have smacked him out of existence.
All she wanted was to start fresh, to have a normal life. Everything was finally going well, and then he showed up and threw her whole world into chaos again.
A group of cyclists appeared down the street, most of them women.
Charles was too striking to go unnoticed.
Evelyn could already hear them whispering, gossipy excitement buzzing in the air.
She glanced over and saw their phones come up, snapping photos.
There was no way she was getting caught on camera with Charles—it was messy enough already.
She turned away, sidestepping the cameras, yanked her hand out of his, and walked off without looking back.
“Eve.”
Without thinking, Charles reached out and caught her hand.
Evelyn struggled even harder to break free.
She pulled too hard, and suddenly, the world spun.
After Charlie died, her health had crashed. No matter how much she tried to recover, she never really got back to normal.
Lately, she’d been pushing herself too hard behind Brooks’ back, and her body just couldn’t take it.
Pregnancy made eating a chore—nothing tasted good, no matter what Mrs. Robinson whipped up. Soups, smoothies, home cooking—nothing helped.
That’s also why she hadn’t gone through with the surgery.
Brooks worried her body couldn’t handle it, insisting she get stronger before doing anything drastic.
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Evelyn’s legs gave out, and she stumbled right into Charles’s arms.
“Eve.”
Charles wrapped a steady arm around her waist, holding her up, his eyes searching her pale face. Without hesitation, he picked her up.
Evelyn wanted to fight, but she felt too awful. The more she struggled, the darker everything got.
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