The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 613

Evelyn pulled herself together in no time.

Don’t get lost in old memories, she reminded herself.

After washing her hands, she headed back to the dining room.

Adam and Josephine were already seated, waiting for her.

Evelyn slid into her chair without hesitation.

Tonight’s dinner was a real spread, full of dishes she and Adam both loved.

Josephine served them, making sure their plates were full.

Adam had gotten back into training, trying to get back into shape, and it showed—he’d lost a lot of weight.

Evelyn, after recovering from her miscarriage, had thrown herself into work. No one knew exactly what she’d been busy with these past two weeks, but she’d gotten noticeably thinner too.

Josephine couldn’t help with much, but she made it her mission to cook hearty, nutritious meals for them, hoping to help them regain their strength.

After dinner, Evelyn and Adam tackled the cleanup together.

“I’ll handle the dishes,” Adam said, taking the sponge from her. “You cut up some fruit.”

Evelyn didn’t argue—this was just how things were between them.

They weren’t family by blood, but their bond ran even deeper.

Ten minutes later, they left the kitchen, side by side.

Josephine was in the living room watching TV.

Adam and Evelyn flanked her on the couch, one on each side.

For half an hour, the three of them watched TV together.

It wasn’t until then that Evelyn noticed the silent buzz of her phone—missed calls, unread messages lighting up the screen.

She picked up her phone and stepped out onto the balcony, just as a call from Charles came in.

Evelyn’s brow furrowed.

Charles hadn’t been around lately.

They’d bumped into each other a few times at different events, but he’d kept his distance.

This was the first time he’d called her in weeks.

Before she could decide whether to answer, her phone lit up again—Brooks was calling.

Evelyn declined Charles and picked up Brooks.

“Brooks?”

“Evelyn, congratulations! You made it to the semifinals.”

Brooks’s voice was warm, gentle.

He’d seen the official announcement for the Venus Golden Ratio International Jewelry Competition, and her name on the list made him genuinely happy for her.

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