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.

was slowly coming 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

opened her eyes, and there was Jared.

very careful and gentle, like he was taking care of a treasure. It’d been a long time since Agnes had felt cared for like this, and it was her husband, her family, who was

been before, she wouldn’t have dared. But with the help of alcohol, Agnes just wanted to be closer to this man. Her hands even

used to Agnes being

eyes were hazy, her cheeks were flushed, and there was a faint smell of

had to admit that Agnes was very attractive at the moment. But in the end,

“Agnes, what

from Jared, looking at him in disbelief. His face

to take a shower, you should go

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