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.

her eyes, and there was Jared.

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

the initiative. If 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

wasn’t used to Agnes being

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

admit that Agnes was very attractive at the

what

water. She pulled away from Jared, looking at

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

under the covers, clutching a pillow, but she couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. The disgust in Jared’s eyes had shattered what little

why did he marry her? Why

didn’t extinguish the burning desire within him. He almost lost control, but every time he thought about Agnes mistaking