Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)

Ivan happened to be holding a glass of wine to his lips. Thank God he hadn’t taken a sip, or he might have choked

“Can’t believe you’re asking such a childish question, Jared,” Ivan said. “When did you start dating? Ho w come I didn’t know about it? Is your girlfriend some 20–year–old chick?”

Jared responded calmly, Tm actually married.”

Ivan’s hand, which had been gently swaying his glass, froze. His tone turned serious, “Really?” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Jared didn’t answer, and just downed the rest of his wine.

1 don’t mind you dating,” Ivan began “Gaining experience in love is just like work, it’s not a bad thing. B ut marriage isn’t a walk in the park. I thought. Mamie would be your bride.”

Jared said, “Mamie and I grew up together, I thought things would naturally fall into place. I proposed to her, but she said no. Then some unexpected things happened, and this girl appeared. My life suddenly became interesting. From the moment we got our marriage certificate, I decided to take it seriously.”

Ivan didn’t show any obvious reaction, his fingers lightly rubbing the rim of his glass, seemingly lost in t hought.

“Your situation with Mamie, I don’t want to interfere,” Ivan began. “You’re both adults, you have your ow n minds. But my sister is stubborn, I’ve spoiled her since she was young. The more she can’t have som ething, the mare she wants it. You better sort this out with her sooner rather than later.”

1 know,” Jared replied.

Ivan raised his glass with a small smirk, “Anyway, congratulations on your marriage.”

A hint of helplessness crossed Jared’s face as he thought of someone. Nevertheless, he leaned over a nd clinked glasses with Ivan, “Thanks”

“So, is your new bride mad at you?” Ivan asked, changing the subject. “What kind of girl is she that she’ s got you so smitten?”

Jared let out a rare sigh, “She’s not just mad at me. She’s run away. I have no idea where she is.”

Ivan laughed, “Not many women would dare to make you suffer. Now I’m curious to meet your wife, sh e must be quite a character.”

Jared got up with a sigh and walked towards the balcony.

After having a bath, Agnes couldn’t sleep. Jared’s face was all she could think of. Was he back at Maplewood Manor? Was he still with Mamie?

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She felt suffocated in the large room, so she decided to go out onto the balcony for some fresh air.

The room had wall of floor–to– ceiling windows. Agnes pulled back the thick curtains and stepped onto the terrace.

The terrace had a Central European style, similar to what Agnes had seen in the movie “Romeo and Ju liet“.

The view outside was beautiful. A large lake looked like a huge mirror in the moonlight. Trees were trim med into a maze, and the flower field was filled with English roses. It looked like Alice had entered a dr eamy wonderland.

Agnes couldn’t help but marvel. What a beautiful place Willowbrook Town was.

The night breeze in June wasn’t that hot, and it felt like a gentle hand caressing her cheek.

Agnes closed her eyes, feeling much more relaxed.

She was about to go back to sleep when she noticed a silhouette on the neighboring terrace.

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Every room here had a balcony, and the