Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared) novel Chapter 955

Because Jared had fallen asleep on her bed.

From the moment Agnes had seen Jared earlier that evening, she could tell.

He looked utterly exhausted. His eyes were red, as if he hadn't slept well in ages. And now, here he was, sprawled on her bed, still in his clothes, curled up slightly, without a blanket.

Even his shoes were still on, dangling off the edge of the bed.

He lay there like a child, on his side, hugging himself tight.

Agnes remembered reading somewhere that people who sleep in such a position often feel insecure deep down.

A pang of unexplained empathy struck her.

She tiptoed into the room, careful not to make a sound, and stopped beside Jared. She silently watched Jared lying on the bed, and for a moment, she couldn't bear to wake him.

Jared seemed to be in a deep sleep. Even his breathing was more labored than usual.

His eyes were shut, his thick lashes fluttering slightly, like tiny fans.

His face was still handsome, despite the clear signs of weariness.

Agnes stood by the bed for a long time. The room was so quiet that it seemed time itself was whispering as it passed by.

In the end, Agnes couldn't bring herself to disturb him. She gently knelt down, carefully removed Jared's shoes, and then softly pulled a blanket over him.

After that, she turned and left the room, turning off the light and closing the door quietly behind her.

The moment the door clicked shut, in the darkness, a pair of deep eyes slowly opened.

Jared remained still, just his eyes moving.

He had indeed fallen asleep. He hadn't expected that, after so many sleepless nights, Agnes' bed would grant him such easy repose.

Why had he come today?