Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 2

Agnes honestly said, “I’m at a department dinner at Flavour Fusion.”

Jared’s voice was cold, obviously tinged with displeasure. “Get your butt home now.”

And with that, he hung up.

Agnes was dumbstruck for half a minute. She returned to her seat and hurriedly said, “Something urgent just came up. I gotta scoot.”

Seeing her rush like that, everyone thought something big must’ve happened, so they didn’t try to stop her.

Agnes left the restaurant and hailed a cab straight back to Silver Oak Villas. It was a standalone garden mansion on a hillside. From the outside, it looked like a palace. The butler was at the door to welcome her. “Madam, you’re back.”

Agnes asked, “Where’s Mr. Whitfield?”

replied, “He is in his bedroom.”

headed upstairs to the bedroom. She hesitated at the door for a

life was

was taking

couch, lost in thought. Her gaze drifted towards the bathroom. To be honest, she felt like everything that happened

married him, she had no idea he was the youngest CEO of the Tim Group and the heir of the Whitfield family, one

no one knew he was

why Jared chose her. Was,

the frosted glass door

fell

fat, his skin was smooth, and he looked refined and handsome. His broad, muscular chest and perfect six–pack abs exuded mature masculine power

moment, Agnes

though there was no privacy between them anymore, Agnes had always kept her eyes closed; she hadn’t dared to really

Agnes‘ dazed expression, Jared said, “Are

as she turned her gaze away, saying, “I haven’t felt it yet, so I can’t tell.”