Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared) novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43 

Those past events felt like they happened just yesterday, as if a long period had passed 

Etton approached Agnes and said, ‘Agnes, I really miss you‘ 

Agnes replied, “We’re done, Elton Please don’t do this.” 

Elton reached out to hold Agnes’s hand ‘Agnes, I know you hate me, but could you forgive me one last time? Agnes, I love you, I can’t live without you.” 

But Agnes stepped back, looking up at Elton “Elton, we’re past the point of no return. Jenny is pregnant, you have to find courage. Don’t bother me anymore, things between us are long over” 

Pain flickered in Elton’s eyes 

As Agnes tried to leave, Elton blurted out, Jenny’s pregnancy was a fluke. She planned it. Agnes, please don’t ignore me, do you know how much I’ve suffered these days?” 

Elton’s tone was almost child like at the end. 

This was Elton’s way, every time he upset her, he would act like a child, despite being much older than her. 

But Agnes used always to forgive him. 

But now Agnes felt annoyed. “Elton, can’t you grow up? You are not a kid anymore. Haven’t you faced the reality yet? You think you can just apologize and everything will be fine? Also, Elton, I’m not the same person anymore, we…it’s impossible.” 

They were at the school gate, and though it was noon and not many people were around, people started glancing over. 

Agnes turned and ran back to school. 

Eton chased after her, but Agnes quickly entered the nearby library, which was off–limits without a student ID, leaving Elton stuck outside. 

Agnes found a corner and sat down. She was spacing out, but all she could think about was Jared’s face. 

Agnes knew that even if Jenny wasn’t pregnant, there was no future for her and Elton, because there was also Jared between them. 

Right now, Agnes couldn’t help but wonder, what was Jared doing? 

Meanwhile, at TimTower, on the 60th floor, in the CEO’s office. 

A casually dressed guy pointed at Jared’s face, bellowing, “I, Mr. K, am a top–notch hacker in the country, you called me here in such a hurry, I thought the Tim Group’s secret system got hacked! And you want me to hack a campus forum? Jared, aren’t you looking down on people?” 

Jared, expressionless, slowly picked up a pen, signed a check and pushed it over: “A hundred thousand dollars, enough?” 

Mr. K had already opened his laptop, sat up straight, and said seriously: “Just look at you. We’ve been friends for years. I can handle it right away.” 

Despite his words, he didn’t hesitate to pocket the check.