There was a moment of profound regret in Jared's heart.
Why had he chosen to act so childishly?
Was it merely to vent the jealousy and rage that was boiling within him?
He knew that Agnes had been poisoned and her health had been compromised. Still, she had not rested sufficiently before coming to such a remote place.
What if something happened to Agnes here?
He wished he could throttle himself.
After diving in, Jared quickly swam towards Agnes.
Agnes had almost sunk to the bottom of the pool.
Jared swam over and grabbed Agnes' hand.
But the moment his fingers touched hers, Agnes suddenly opened her eyes and with an extraordinarily skilled maneuver, she swam towards the surface, leaving Jared with nothing but a fleeting glimpse of her red figure.
Agnes surfaced quickly, and then she climbed out.
When Jared broke the surface, his eyes were somber.
He gazed fixedly at the vibrant figure on the shore.
She hadn't been drowning at all, and she had feigned it just to toy with him!
Agnes turned to look at Jared, a ruby bracelet dangling in her hand, catching the moonlight as she swayed it playfully.
Her eyes were sparkling with triumph.
Under the moonlight, her red dress looked like a flaming rose.
The vivid red seemed to pierce his heart directly, both startling and thrilling him.
Agnes turned and went into the house.
Jared, however, remained in the water, a bit dazed.
It was only when a guest reminded him that he finally climbed out.
When Agnes entered the crowded living room, Kearney was looking for her.
Seeing her soaked from head to toe, he was startled, "Septima, what happened?"
Valeria suggested, "Luckily your luggage is still in the car. Let me accompany you to change."
Jared responded, "I can do it myself."
Just as Jared was about to leave, Kearney returned.
He leaned in close to Agnes and whispered something in her ear.
Agnes looked up, "Is... is that okay?"
"Don't worry, I've got everything arranged."
Agnes knew she wasn't presentable in this condition.
So, she nodded and followed Kearney up the grand, white, marble staircase to the second floor.
Jared's gaze remained fixed on Agnes.
Valeria reminded him, "Alright, stop staring. She's probably changing. You'll catch a cold. You should go change now."
Jared's fingers clenched, but he didn't say anything. With a stern face, he strode out of the grand banquet hall.
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