Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 650

Once Jared let go of her, he smirked, “Sorry, couldn’t help it.”

Jared, in high spirits as always, walked into the house carrying a basket of spinach. Agnes, on the other hand, was fuming.

The weather was bitterly cold that day. Agnes was so numb she had forgotten to push Jared away. She followed him into the house.

Grandma was just pulling out a pair of knitted socks from a drawer for Jared, “These were made just a couple of days ago. Try them on, see if they’re warm enough. The cotton is homegrown. Can’t find this quality in stores.”

Jared slipped them on, “They’re very warm, thank you, grandma.”

Agnes walked into the room and sarcastically remarked, “Grandma, you never treat me this well.”

shot Agnes a stern glance, “Jared visits me every month for the past couple of years. And you? You’ve called me twice in the past few

grateful for everything Jared had done over the

make meat pies. Even Nocturne was getting the hang of it. Jared, the culinary whiz, had

she moved to Manhattan. Her attempts resulted in a few bad–shaped

you know I’m not good at cooking.”

you good at, eating? Jared has spoiled you. Jared, teach

how to stuff the pie. His hands moved with

however, was more focused on his hands. Jared had beautiful hands. But Agnes‘ gaze lingered on his ring finger.

spoon, “You’re supposed to be learning, not daydreaming!”

Agnes thought her meat pies were not as perfect as Jared’s, but they were acceptable. Grandma had never been this

this for your own good. You can’t live off burgers and sandwiches forever. Think about your son. You need to learn to cook for