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.

Agnes was slowly coming back to consciousness, but it felt like a dream. It reminded her of when she was a child, lying in her mother’s arms, swinging on the swing in the yard, gazing at the stars in the sky.

eyes, and there

and gentle, like 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 family,

If it had been before, she wouldn’t have dared. But with the help of alcohol, Agnes just

froze. He wasn’t used to

were flushed, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on her. She was like

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

what are you doing?”

Agnes felt like she’d been doused with a bucket of ice water. She pulled away from Jared, looking at him in disbelief. His

to take a shower, you should go to bed early.”

awake now. She hid under the covers, clutching a pillow, but she couldn’t

her? Why had he slept with her so many times?

cold spray, frustrated. The freezing water didn’t extinguish the burning desire within him. He almost lost control, but every time he thought