Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 1231

Even with all the mental fortitude Jenny had built up over the years, facing the man she'd adored throughout her youth still made her heart feel like a piece of bacon tossed onto a scorching frying pan. He was always so brutally sarcastic towards her. She could still vividly recall that party from years ago. All she did was wear a pair of shoes from Agnes's collection, and he lambasted her for lacking dignity. That humiliation was etched deeply in her memory. It was that very humiliation that drove Jenny to completely overhaul her principles. Back then, she swore she'd win this man over, to make all those who looked down on her see her in a new light.

"Elton, whether you love me or not doesn't matter to me now. I just want you to marry me. Otherwise, I swear I'll haunt you for the rest of your life," Jenny declared. Elton was speechless, pushed to his limits. "You're utterly shameless," he finally managed. Jenny burst into laughter. "Shameless? If I'm shameless, how are you any better?"

Then, turning to Agnes, Jenny pointed and said, "You're just as shameless with her. After all these years, she's the one you've been pining for, isn't she? Even though she has her own family, you still can't stop bothering her. Why is it that every time you know she's going to be somewhere, you show up? You claim you don't want to see me, but we both know you're just hoping to catch a glimpse of her. She's the one you truly want. Well, Elton, if you won't marry me, that's fine. But I'll make sure the person you care about most will never have peace. If I can't be happy, I won't let her be happy either."

Elton was livid, stepping forward to grab Jenny by the collar, his eyes red with rage, resembling a furious panther. "You're sick!" The way Jenny dangled from his grasp, toes barely touching the ground, seemed almost lifeless. Yet, she chuckled, a sound that carried an eerie quality in the context. Even in this state, she managed to smooth her hair, saying, "Consider me sick then, Elton. It's for you that I've become what I am today. So, if anyone's damned, it's the three of us. And if you really don't care, I might as well drag your children into this hell."

Her casual tone made the threat all the more chilling. Elton, feeling a cold shiver down his spine at the sight of Jenny's face so close to his, realized she was truly a devil incarnate. His glance instinctively searched for Agnes, who seemed equally frightened, standing still, her expression a mix of numbness, shock, and sorrow. He knew Jenny was capable of unimaginable things, remembering the schemes she'd concocted even as a student. Now, as the powerful and influential Mrs. Wilson, calling her anything but insane would be an understatement. She was a cunning lunatic.

And if he didn't relent, knowing Jenny's character, she would indeed drag Agnes into an abyss from which there was no escape. Elton didn't want to disrupt Agnes's life. Having spent years abroad, he'd managed to stay clear of domestic news and never sought information about Agnes. Upon returning, he'd wished only to watch over her from a distance. But now...

"I'll marry you!" Elton blurted out suddenly.