Heartstrings on Fire

Chapter 18

Upon hearing this, Jared’s frown deepened. His voice turned icier, “What did you just call me?”

Agnes, half–asleep, turned over and mumbled something, “Elton…”

A surge of anger bubbled up in Jared. He grabbed Agnes‘ face and said coldly, “Agnes, look at me. Who am I?”

But then Jared noticed his fingertips were cold and damp. Agnes‘ eyes were closed, but tears were rolling down from the corners of them.

Agnes was crying.

Jared got up and fetched a warm towel. He sat by the bed and gently wiped away her tears.

back to consciousness, but it felt like a dream. It reminded her of when she was a child, lying in her mother’s arms, swinging on the swing in the yard, gazing at the stars in

and there

It’d been a long time since Agnes had felt cared for like this, and it was

ever taken the initiative. If it had been before, she wouldn’t have dared. But with the help of alcohol, Agnes just wanted to be closer to this

froze. He wasn’t used to Agnes being so forward.

was a faint smell of

teasing was clumsy, but Jared was still turned on. He had to admit that Agnes was very attractive at the moment. But in the

“Agnes, what are you

of ice water. She pulled away from Jared, looking at him in disbelief. His face

“I’m going to take a shower, you should go to bed

from the bathroom. Agnes was fully awake now. She hid under the covers, clutching a pillow, but she couldn’t stop the tears from