Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 2

Agnes honestly said, “I’m at a department dinner at Flavour Fusion.”

Jared’s voice was cold, obviously tinged with displeasure. “Get your butt home now.”

And with that, he hung up.

Agnes was dumbstruck for half a minute. She returned to her seat and hurriedly said, “Something urgent just came up. I gotta scoot.”

Seeing her rush like that, everyone thought something big must’ve happened, so they didn’t try to stop her.

Agnes left the restaurant and hailed a cab straight back to Silver Oak Villas. It was a standalone garden mansion on a hillside. From the outside, it looked like a palace. The butler was at the door to welcome her. “Madam, you’re back.”

Agnes asked, “Where’s Mr. Whitfield?”

replied, “He is in his bedroom.”

at the door

of life was the sound of running water coming from

taking a

couch, lost in thought. Her gaze drifted towards the bathroom. To be honest, she felt like everything that happened

tell. But when Agnes married him, she had no

no one knew he was married.

why Jared

in thought, the frosted glass door of the bathroom opened. Jared

naturally fell on him.

was smooth, and he looked refined and handsome. His broad, muscular chest and perfect six–pack

Agnes

privacy between them anymore, Agnes had always kept her eyes closed; she hadn’t dared to

said, “Are you satisfied with my body?”

as she turned her gaze away, saying, “I haven’t felt it yet, so I can’t tell.”