The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 627

Charles’s fingers tightened ever so slightly around his daughter’s tiny hand. He kept his face calm, but inside, a storm was raging.

He never expected Luna to take the lead and offer such a suggestion.

Just moments ago, seeing how much Charlie resisted coming back to him, he couldn’t help but wonder—if it had been Eve, would Charlie have been this distant? After all, Charlie adored Eve.

“Ms. Cipoletti, thank you.”

This time, his gratitude was heartfelt.

Right now, Luna genuinely seemed to have Charlie’s best interests at heart.

“Mr. Jenkins, there’s no need to be so formal. Everything I do is for Charlie,” Luna replied with a soft smile. “I may not be Charlie’s birth mother, but I truly care about her. If you hadn’t come for her, I would have loved her as if she were my own.”

“In the Cipoletti family, I never had a say. I couldn’t even protect my own daughter—she didn’t make it out of that place. I didn’t have the power to take Charlie away either. All I could do was watch her suffer.”

“So whenever I had the chance to visit the Cipoletti family, I’d sneak in to see her, bring her some painkillers, bandage her wounds.”

Luna’s words made it clear why Charlie relied on her so much.

“Mr. Jenkins, I’ll do my best to convince Charlie to accept you, to return to your family. But I have one request—if she does go back, may I still visit her sometimes?”

“Of course,” Charles answered without hesitation.

Once he got to the bottom of everything and was sure Luna truly cared about Charlie, neither he nor Eve would stop Luna from seeing her.

“Thank you.”

Luna’s eyes shimmered with tears.

She squeezed Charlie’s hand, gently brushing her cheek, her eyes full of tenderness.

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Charlie didn’t sleep long—less than half an hour later, she was awake.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I made you worry,” Charlie said, her voice small and apologetic.

“You can’t scare Mommy like that again, okay?” Luna chided gently.

“Okay,” Charlie whispered, then looked at Luna with pleading eyes. “Mom, you’re not going to leave me, are you?”

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