Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 320

Jared was soothed by Agnes's gentle call of "honey".

Now, she called him that more naturally.

Jared took a bite of a roasted potato.

The well-roasted potato was fragrant, sweet, and soft, melting on his tongue as soon as he bit into it. It suddenly reminded Jared of his first kiss with Agnes.

That kiss was just as sweet.

He turned his head to look at Agnes, who was looking at him expectantly.

She asked, "How is it, how does it taste, is it sweet?"

Jared replied, "Not bad, it tastes like you."

Agnes frowned, "That's a weird comparison."

But then she turned her face away and busied herself with the corn in the fire.

She probably didn't think that Jared was thinking about something while eating a potato.

As Agnes gnawed on the corn, she told stories from her childhood, "I loved staying at my grandma's house when I was little, because there were all sorts of foods that you couldn't get in the city. In the summer there were berries, in the winter there were potatoes. Once, I followed the neighborhood kids to raid a beehive and ended up in the hospital because of the bee stings. Another time, I fed all the corn that my grandma was saving for seeds to the sheep, and she chased me around the yard with a broom."

Remembering the embarrassing past, Agnes started to laugh.

But Jared was completely absorbed, his eyes full of adoration.

"I can't believe you were such a troublemaker when you were little."

Agnes was indeed a troublemaker as a child, not liking to follow rules, climbing trees and catching fish with the boys. Although she was the youngest, she always followed behind.

However, since her mother passed away, she hasn't played like she used to.