Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared) novel Chapter 942

Valeria's cheeks flushed with embarrassment for the first time in her presence.

Agnes, on the other hand, chuckled. "What's the matter? You find my frankness off-putting? But, Ms. Thomas, the principle remains the same. You may have a much better diploma, but as far as I'm aware, the expectation for marital fidelity is universal. You've been enjoying a private little world with Jared—a space just for the two of you, where you share personal stories, and your interests align. Sure, you don't whisper sweet nothings or make grand declarations of love, but let's not forget, you've admitted to harboring feelings for him. If you liked women, I'd say your relationship's fine, but this... this is a romance and marriage territory, teetering on the edge of ambiguity. It's not the wining and dining that bothers me; it's the prolonged, exclusive company you keep with him. To me, that screams emotional infidelity. Cheating is cheating, no matter how you dress it up."

Agnes didn't know if Jared and Valeria had crossed that line. But the kind of relationship Valeria described was definitely not something Agnes could stomach.

Finally, Valeria just shrugged. "Ms. Pritchard, you have a way with words that's sharper than I expected."

It was at that moment the front door swung open and Jared stepped in.

He was the epitome of casual comfort in his hoodie and grey sweatpants.

Slung over his arm was a wicker basket brimming with fresh vegetables, and in his hand, he was carrying two sizable catfish.

Valeria paused at the sight of Jared like this.

To her, there were two versions of Jared she had come to know.

One was always impeccably dressed, meticulously put-together, seemingly untouchable and aloof—a man who appeared to be above the mundane world.