Chapter 851


    Jared stiffened noticeably.


    It was rare for Agnes to be so forward. Her lips were soft and fragrant, like biting into a ripe peach,


    irresistible in their allure.


    Her initiation was like a spark in a haystack, igniting a ze that spread like wildfire. Yet Jared''s heart


    was in turmoil.


    Agnes seldom acted this way. What was different this time? Was it guilt? Because she had revisited


    their old college haunts with Ryder?


    Agnes could sense Jared''s hesitation and resistance, which left her feeling even more unsure.


    What was going on with Jared? What was going on between them?


    Images of Jared and Valeria sipping red wine shoulder to shoulder haunted her mind.


    What troubles did he have that he couldn''t share with her, but could confess to Valeria?


    Agnes was also treading carefully.


    Even when previous misunderstandings were cleared up, she hesitated to reconcile.


    Without Jared, her emotions were calm, but being near him was like a rollercoaster ride.


    Sometimes it was blissfully sweet; other times, she felt a chasm had formed between them over the


    past four years.


    Agnes longed to know what ce Valeria truly held in Jared''s heart, but that so-calledyer of trust


    shackled her.


    Wasn''t she supposed to trust Jared unconditionally? Just like he had once said—if there was


    something serious with another woman, he wouldn''t have waited for her all these years.


    Gently, Agnes slipped off Jared''s jacket. Her soft hands found their way to his chest...


    Jared could no longer contain himself. He swept Agnes into his arms, and they spent an unforgettable


    night together...


    Agnes had awakened early.


    Staring nkly at the ceiling, she had barely sleptst night.


    Jared had been relentless, his cool rage palpable, but she didn''t understand why. The more she


    Even now, her body ached all over.


    She nced at the man sleeping beside her, still possessing a handsome visage.


    Carefully, Agnes got up, dressed, and headed to the kitchen. After Agnes left, Jared''s eyes snapped


    open, clear and sharp.


    Last night, Agnes had been off, enduring whatever he dished out as if under duress. But why would


    she do that unless she felt guilty?


    Jared had been waiting for Agnes to speak up, yet, she remained silent about Ryder.


    When Jared got up, Agnes had already prepared avish breakfast in the dining room.


    There was oatmeal, fried eggs, and a couple of sandwiches.


    Seeing Jared neatly dressed at the doorway, Agnes shed a sunny smile, greeting, "You''re up! Come


    have breakfast, I just finished making it."


    Her smile was radiant, like a bright sunbeam, but Jared could clearly see, even the curve of her lips


    was forced.


    Why did she feel the need to put on a facade in front of him? The more Jared thought about it, the


    more unsettled he felt.


    "I''m not hungry, I''ll pass. I''ve got to go," he said, ready to leave immediately.


    Disappointment was evident on Agnes'' face.


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