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

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

around Jared’s neck, and kissed him. This was the first time she had ever taken the initiative. If it had been before, she wouldn’t have dared. But with the help of alcohol, Agnes just wanted to be closer

froze. He wasn’t used to

was a faint smell of alcohol on her. She was like an enchanting

very attractive at the moment. But in the end, he grabbed her mischievous hand. His voice was cold but noticeably

said, “Agnes, what are you

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

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

water came from the bathroom. Agnes was fully awake now. She hid under the covers, clutching a pillow,

loathed her, then why did he marry her? Why

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