Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared) novel Chapter 483

Chapter 483 

Four years later- 

In a high–rise apartment in downtown Manhattan. 

The alarm went off and Agnes got up immediately. After a war–like hot shower, she felt refreshed. 

It’s the weekend. 

In theory, she could have a lie in. 

However, today there’s some serious business to take care of. 

Agnes got dressed, headed to the kitchen, and whipped up a sandwich for breakfast. 

Then, she ventured into the other room. 

Agnes opened the door and stepped inside. 

A little boy was lying on the bed. 

The kid was ridiculously cute. 

His hair was fluffy and soft, and his facial features were well–defined. 

Most kids at four or five years old still have those chubby baby faces. 

But this little guy was different. His face was mature for his age, with a pair of distinctive eyebrows and eyes. His eyelashes were so long, they could even pass for a girl’s. 

When he slept, his eyelashes fluttered gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings. 

The boy’s skin was as tender as the petals of a flower that bloom in the early morning. 

He’s in a deep sleep, oblivious to Agnes‘ presence. 

Agnes sat by the bed. 

She reached out and gently struck the boy’s hair. 

This was her son, Nocturne. 

Nocturne was a preemie, born on a midsummer night. 

Looking back, it was a real nail–biter for Agnes, but luckily, she pulled through. 

Agnes‘ hand brushed Nocturne’s cheek. 

However, possibly due to oxygen deprivation during the difficult birth, Nocturne was diagnosed with a rare disorder after he was born. 

The medical term was Atypical Neurological Hypersomnia. 

Nocturne spent most of his day sleeping, with very little awake time. 

From the moment Nocturne was born, Agnes noticed that this kid was not like the others. 

He was always sleeping, barely even ate. 

Although for a baby, that’s kind of normal. 

But when Nocturne was still the same after his first birthday. 

Agnes began to feel that something was wrong. 

She took Nocturne to a bunch of top–notch doctors, but the conclusion was the same: no cure. 

Most doctors believe it was caused by neurological oxygen deprivation during birth. 

But this hadn’t affected Nocturne’s intelligence. 

On the contrary, Nocturne was a genius. 

At just four years old, he had already learned two languages and shown amazing ability in numbers. 

People even said he’s more gifted than they were at his age. 

When Nocturne was awake, he showed an extraordinary level of focus. 

He had an amazing ability to absorb knowledge, even with just one look. 

Agnes never thought that she, a firm believer in the power of hard work, would give birth to such a genius. 

But… 

Whenever she thought about this, Agnes felt very sad in her heart.