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.”

me every month for the past couple of years. And you? You’ve called me twice in the past few years. I think Jared deserves my love more than

She was indeed grateful for

the afternoon, they all gathered around the table to make meat pies. Even Nocturne was

since she moved to Manhattan. Her attempts resulted in a few bad–shaped pies causing her grandma to grimace,

replied, “Grandma, you know I’m not good at

good at, eating? Jared

pie. His hands moved with a practiced ease

hands. Jared had beautiful hands. But Agnes‘ gaze lingered on his ring

a spoon, “You’re supposed to be learning, not

meat pies were not

your own good. You can’t live off burgers and sandwiches forever. Think about your son. You need