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.

like a dream. It reminded her of when she was a child, lying in her mother’s arms, swinging on the

her eyes, and there was Jared.

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

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

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

there was a faint smell of

Agnes was very attractive at the moment. But in the end, he grabbed her mischievous hand. His voice

said, “Agnes, what are

pulled away from Jared, looking at him in disbelief. His face was filled

to take a shower, you should go to

of running water came from the bathroom. 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 Jared’s