Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 225

As Agnes lay in bed, she suddenly felt powerless.

Her mind was filled with images of Jared's cold face.

Her heart felt as heavy as a rock, making it hard for her to breathe.

As Agnes rolled over, the door was flung open. Upon seeing the person who walked in with pride, Agnes frowned.

"Beatrice Pritchard, it's basic manners to knock before you enter someone's room," Agnes remarked.

Beatrice crossed her arms and sneered, "Agnes, this is my house. Everything here is mine. You're just a freeloader. Oh, and by the way, I forgot to tell you, I changed the locks. There are only three keys, and none of them are yours."

"Beatrice, I'm tired. Don't start trouble or I promise you'll regret it."

"You gonna hit me? Yeah, right, Agnes. I know you're all badass with your taekwondo, but you don't have the guts to hurt me. You're just living off our dad's guilt. If you ever hit me, he won't love you anymore."

Agnes didn't get mad.

She was used to Beatrice's mockery.

If she let every little thing get to her, she'd drive herself crazy.

Beatrice was a pain in the ass she couldn't deal with, but she could avoid.

Agnes took out her earbuds from under the pillow, plugged them in, and just ignored Beatrice, closing her eyes and laying back down.

Beatrice went on, "Agnes, did you have a fight with Jared Whitfield? I told you, why would Jared ever be interested in you? You're so boring. He just found you fresh for a while. Tell me, did you guys break up?"

Beatrice said a lot, but Agnes ignored her completely.

Beatrice thought that she had had a fight with Jared because she understood Agnes's character.

Agnes would never come back to this house unless she was absolutely desperate.

And she came back today, late at night, no less. It must be because she had nowhere else to go.