The Day Our Promise Breaks
Chapter 333

Chapter 333
She didn't shy away from his closeness—his hugs, his hand-holding. She never pushed him away. But when it came to anything
beyond that, well... Brooks could feel Evelyn's hesitation. It wasn't like he hadn't tried; Evelyn was aware of it too.
Everything about the moment screamed romance, yet Evelyn was no longer the relaxed woman she usually was around him.
She seemed tense, wound up tight. Deep down, Brooks knew that if he leaned in for a kiss, Evelyn wouldn't stop him. But he just
couldn't bring himself to push her even a little.
So, he paused, stepping back to a spot where Evelyn seemed at ease, not moving an inch further. He was willing to wait.
Evelyn heard Brooks's question and posed one to herself in her mind. Do I like him? She did, but not in the way Brooks hoped
for. She had once loved Charles with such intensity, pouring everything she had into him. Her whole world had revolved around
him. Because she had loved like that before, she was more certain than ever that she didn't feel that way about Brooks-not yet,
anyway.
"Bit by bit, one day you'll fall for me," Brooks said, not pressing her for an answer. He let go of her, fastening her seatbelt instead.
That was where his confidence lay. Once the issues with Charles were settled and Evelyn could truly open her heart, he was
determined to be the man she loved.
At the hospital, after breakfast, Brooks and Evelyn were there for Josephine's surgery. Last night, Charles had called Dr. Nelson
right in front of her, confirming that he would be the one to operate on her mother. But when Evelyn met Andrew, it wasn't to go
over surgery details. Instead, he informed her, "Ms. Evelyn, your mother's surgery can't happen today. It's been pushed to next
month."
Evelyn's demeanor changed instantly, anger welling up in her reddening eyes. Brooks's expression hardened, his usual calm
demeanor slipping. He grabbed Andrew's collar, looking ready to throw a punch.
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Evelyn reached out quickly, stopping Brooks, her eyes still blazing. "Dr. Nelson, you're a doctor! How can you play with my
mother's life like this? Do you even honor the Hippocratic oath hanging behind you?" Just days ago, they said her mother
urgently needed surgery. Now it's been delayed a whole month.
"Ms. Evelyn, I..." Andrew, feeling cornered, was about to explain when a deep, cold voice cut in, "Andrew."

It was Charles. Andrew turned to Charles, clearly confused why he was being
silenced. Charles glanced at him sharply, signaling him to stay quiet. As their eyes met, Brooks released Andrew and swung
around, landing a punch right on Charles's face.
Charles hadn't seen it coming, and the hit landed solidly. His handsome face darkened as he moved to retaliate, but Evelyn
quickly stepped between them, protecting Brooks instinctively. That move only made the coldness in Charles's eyes deepen. He
stared at Evelyn, who was again shielded by Brooks, and suddenly dropped his hand.
Wiping the blood from his lip, Charles looked at Evelyn, a cool, detached smile playing on his lips "Come here." Brooks held
Evelyn's hand tightly, keeping her behind him. Charles ignored Brooks, his gaze locked on Evelyn. "I said come here. Don't make
me say it a third time."
He was laying down a threat.

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