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.

and there was Jared.

was very careful and gentle, like he was taking care of a treasure. It’d been a long time since Agnes had felt cared

it had been before, she wouldn’t have dared. But with the help of alcohol, Agnes just wanted to be closer to this man. Her hands even started to wander, teasing him…

to Agnes being so forward.

there was a faint smell of

on. He had to admit that Agnes was very attractive at the moment.

what are you doing?”

of ice water. She pulled away from Jared, looking at him in disbelief. His face was filled with coldness and disgust she had never

and said, “I’m going to take a shower, you should go to bed

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

her, then why did he marry her? Why had he slept with her so

lost control, but every time he thought about Agnes mistaking him for Elton, he got furious. The thought that Agnes was seducing him while thinking of