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

been a long time since Agnes had felt cared for like this, and it was her husband, her family,

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

He wasn’t used to

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

was clumsy, but Jared was still turned on. He had to admit that Agnes was very attractive at the moment. But in the end, he grabbed her mischievous hand.

“Agnes, what are you

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

said, “I’m going to take

running water came from the bathroom. Agnes was fully awake now. She hid under the covers, clutching a pillow, but she couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. The disgust in Jared’s eyes

did he marry her? Why had he

extinguish the burning desire within him. He almost lost control, but every time he thought about Agnes mistaking him for Elton, he