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.”

of years. And you? You’ve called me twice in the past few years. I think Jared deserves my love

for

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

few bad–shaped pies causing her

I’m

at, eating? Jared

to stuff the pie.

hands. But Agnes‘ gaze lingered on his

knocked her out of her daze with a spoon, “You’re supposed to be learning, not daydreaming!” Agnes snapped back to reality, “Grandma, I can’t do it.”

good at cooking. Some people just don’t have the knack or the interest. And Agnes thought her meat pies

said, “I’m doing this for your own good. You can’t live off burgers and sandwiches forever. Think about your son. You need to learn to